The Tree
A tree on Dartmoor, near to Wistman’s Wood; patiently waiting for spring to arrive.
I can't help but imagine that we tend to see trees upside down and that the real glory is below the surface of the earth, where what we call the roots interact with the mycelial network. What if what we see above the surface is actually the root system?
Just a silly thought; pay it no heed.
But sometimes, when I see trees like this, I get the feeling that they're trying to escape the prison of the soil, to fly free into the atmosphere and beyond. Sometimes I can hear them straining against the earth. And in my darker moments, I may have heard them scream...
Anyway, another silly thought; just ignore it and go on your way...
20 hand-held exposures representing two minutes and three seconds of January 5th 2020.
The Tree
A tree on Dartmoor, near to Wistman’s Wood; patiently waiting for spring to arrive.
I can't help but imagine that we tend to see trees upside down and that the real glory is below the surface of the earth, where what we call the roots interact with the mycelial network. What if what we see above the surface is actually the root system?
Just a silly thought; pay it no heed.
But sometimes, when I see trees like this, I get the feeling that they're trying to escape the prison of the soil, to fly free into the atmosphere and beyond. Sometimes I can hear them straining against the earth. And in my darker moments, I may have heard them scream...
Anyway, another silly thought; just ignore it and go on your way...
20 hand-held exposures representing two minutes and three seconds of January 5th 2020.