It is a grey, overcast, cool and drizzly August day, and I am feeling particularly flat and uninspired, and disinclined to human company. So in the absence of mountains, what else would I rather do than go for a walk in the woods?

Taking black and white photographs to reflect my mood, naturally…

Loving the Oak trees that seem to somehow look as awkward and as out of sorts as I feel…

 

 

 

Relishing the lushness of the plants that still seem comparatively fresh…

The fantastic shapes of old wood…

The roots that look as though they might attempt to encircle the earth like Yggdrasil, the mighty tree of Norse legend…

The paths…

And the umbels.