More Views Early Bank Woods
This path leads from the very bumpy Early Bank Road.
Excellent root system
Woodland Footpath
Interesting bark colouring on this Beech
:O)
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Tomorrow is the day of the header challenge, which will see Darla ,
Fishing Guy , Imac and myself trying to win the 'Gold Shield'. The topic this week is 'Bark' and was picked by Darla who won last week and has the shield displayed. I will still be showing pictures from Early Bank woods... as it was full of this weeks topic choice. ;o)
Fishing Guy , Imac and myself trying to win the 'Gold Shield'. The topic this week is 'Bark' and was picked by Darla who won last week and has the shield displayed. I will still be showing pictures from Early Bank woods... as it was full of this weeks topic choice. ;o)
11 comments:
Are you trying to make me nervous?
Hi Darla....
Who little me.. :O)
I like these photos, Tom. I am always interested in woods, forests and whatnot. I get scared nowadays when I get in them. I am afraid I might fall or have a collapsed lung or something and not get back out. lol
Hi Abe..
As you know my health can stop me in my tracks sometimes... I to have thoughts like this... but a few years ago when I had my first bad heart attack I could have died sat in my chair... that might be comfy but not for me yet... ha!
Love it all! So different and yet all tied together!
Beautiful tree roots and bark. Hope you win the next challenge.
By the way, who picks the winner?
Nice photos, Tom. Sorry I have visited in a while. Going to go see what I have missed.
Your pictures reminded me of Frost's poem.
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference
Lovely walks in your woods. The tree roots look like the tree is walking through the woods as well as you.
Thanks for all the comments.... and a Big thanks to Philip for the poem... I will be reading more from the poet.
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