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Much photographed tree near Surprise View, Hathersage, Derbyshire. Chilly winter sunset. Sadly, the clouds disappeared and the evening dissipated quickly. In the company of Hans Davis (Sadloafer ).
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For the All New Scavenger Hunt #17 - I think this is art.
It's rather strange, but I like it. See below for a full explanation. The short version is that the space, in a rather run-down urban area, is intended to be a small oasis of nature and art in a busy urban environment.
Love yourself for who you are, and trust me, if you are happy from within, you are the most beautiful person, and your smile is your best asset ~ Ileana D'Cruz
A tree across the road from my gran's house, i was visiting her the other day like a good grandson:P and when i was getting in to my car i saw this beautiful wrecked shape of a tree in a field. I went back tonight and spent about 3 hours here.
I like trees at this time of year when you can see all the branches and I was lucky to see this one with a colourfull background
One more gnarly tree left to post, coming up soon.
(tech: If I stood back far enough to get the whole tree, I got other stuff that I didn't want so I moved in and took a foursquare panorama, then cropped out the extraneous later. Voila - poor man's wide-angle lens. Other than that, it's straight outta the camera.)
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July 28th, 2011: Walking among the oldest living things on Earth on the Bristlecone Trail, Great Basin National Park, Nevada.
Some of these trees are up to 5,000 years old, even their needles live for up to 40 years.
(still posting photos from the "Canceled due to Weather" tour)
If a man walks in the woods for love of them half of each day, he is in danger of being regarded as a loafer. But if he spends his days as a speculator, shearing off those woods and making the earth bald before her time, he is deemed an industrious and enterprising citizen. ~Henry David Thoreau
this brilliant tree caught my attention as I was getting back into my car at a local shopping center.
Well, at least I have some pictures to look at of the lovely fall foliage, because after tomorrow, we'll be lucky if our trees are standing, much less have any leaves on them!
That could be one of the biggest problems in our area, as this storm comes through. A large majority of the leaves are still on the trees, and with the high winds and torrential rains softening the ground and saturating the leaves, I fear many of the trees will be coming down.....on power lines. 8-(
Got our generator dusted off, and batteries for the flashlights.........I'm just praying we don't have to use them!
If your in the path of Sandy, stay safe!
Have a great weekend peeps....if I suddenly drop off the grid, it's most likely because I've lost internet access here.
My liquidambar tree glowing in the morning sun.
Computer update: Yesterday I ran out of file space on my 1TB hard drive. First thing this morning I ordered a 2TB external hard drive, which arrived this afternoon, and I planned to move my photos on to it. When I tried to restart my computer, it wouldn't restart. Called Apple Care (my computer is an iMac) and they were wonderful, but nothing they suggested worked. When at their direction, I tried to reinstall the OS, a message came up that there wasn't enough free disk space. So, again at their direction, I wiped the hard drive and am now reinstalling from the last good backup (from this morning). Currently, the process says it will be finished in about 21 hours!. I'm glad I have my laptop to work with.
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Rowan has had a wide range of popular folk names, the most well-know being mountain ash. Delight of the eye (Luisliu), Mountain ash, Quickbane, Quickbeam, Quicken (tree), Quickenbeam, Ran tree, Roan tree, Roden-quicken, Roden-quicken-royan, Round wood, Round tree, Royne tree, Rune tree, Sorb apple, Thor's helper, Whispering tree, Whitty, Wicken-tree, Wiggin, Wiggy, Wiky, Witch wood, Witchbane, Witchen, Witchen Wittern tree.
Its old Gaelic name from the ancient Ogham script was Luis from which the place name Ardlui on Loch Lomond may have been derived. The more common Scots Gaelic name is caorunn (pronounced choroon, the ch as in loch), which crops up in numerous Highland place names such as Beinn Chaorunn in Inverness-shire and Loch a'chaorun in Easter Ross. Rowan was also the clan badge of the Malcolms and McLachlans.
There were strong taboos in the Highlands against the use of any parts of the tree save the berries, except for ritual purposes. For example a Gaelic threshing tool made of rowan and called a buaitean was used on grain meant for rituals and celebrations. The strength of these taboos did not apply in other parts of Britain it seems, though there were sometimes rituals and timings to be observed in harvesting the rowan's gifts, for example the rule against using knives to cut the wood.
The rowan's mythic roots go back to classical times. Greek mythology tells of how Hebe the goddess of youth, dispensed rejuvenating ambrosia to the gods from her magical chalice. When, through carelessness, she lost this cup to demons, the gods sent an eagle to recover the cup. The feathers and drops of blood which the eagle shed in the ensuing fight with the demons fell to earth, where each of them turned into a rowan tree. Hence the rowan derived the shape of its leaves from the eagle's feathers and the appearance of its berries from the droplets of blood.
The rowan is also prominent in Norse mythology as the tree from which the first woman was made, (the first man being made from the ash tree). It was said to have saved the life of the god Thor by bending over a fast flowing river in the Underworld in which Thor was being swept away, and helping him back to the shore. Rowan was furthermore the prescribed wood on which runes were inscribed to make rune staves.
In the British Isles the rowan has a long and still popular history in folklore as a tree which protects against witchcraft and enchantment. The physical characteristics of the tree may have contributed to its protective reputation, including the tiny five pointed star or pentagram on each berry opposite its stalk (the pentagram being an ancient protective symbol). The colour red was deemed to be the best protection against enchantment, and so the rowan's vibrant display of berries in autumn may have further contributed to its protective abilities, as suggested in the old rhyme: "Rowan tree and red thread / make the witches tine (meaning 'to lose') their speed". The rowan was also denoted as a tree of the Goddess or a Faerie tree by virtue (like the hawthorn and elder) of its white flowers.
There are several recurring themes of protection offered by the rowan. The tree itself was said to afford protection to the dwelling by which it grew, pieces of the tree were carried by people for personal protection from witchcraft, and sprigs or pieces of rowan were used to protect especially cows and their dairy produce from enchantment. Thus we find documented instances as late as the latter half of the twentieth century of people being warned against removing or damaging the rowan tree growing in their newly acquired garden in the Scottish Highlands and Ireland. On the Isle of Man crosses made from rowan twigs without the use of a knife were worn by people and fastened to cattle, or hung inside over the lintel on May Eve each year. From Scotland to Cornwall similar equal-armed crosses made from rowan twigs and bound with red thread were sewn into the lining of coats or carried in pockets. Other permutations of the use of rowan's protective abilities are many and widespread. In Scandinavia, rowan trees found growing not in the ground but out of some inaccessible cleft in a rock, or out of crevasses in other trees' trunks or boughs, possessed an even more powerful magic, and such trees were known as 'flying rowan'.
The rowan's wood is strong and resillient, making excellent walking sticks, and is suitable for carving. It was often used for tool handles, and spindles and spinning wheels were traditionally made of rowan wood. Druids used the bark and berries to dye the garments worn during lunar ceremonies black, and the bark was also used in the tanning process. Rowan twigs were used for divining, particularly for metals.
The berries can be made into or added to a variety of alcoholic drinks, and different Celtic peoples each seem to have had their favourites. As well as the popular wine still made in the Highlands, the Scots made a strong spirit from the berries, the Welsh brewed an ale, the Irish used them to flavour Mead, and even a cider can be made from them. Today rowan berry jelly is still made in Scotland and is traditionally eaten with game. www.treesforlife.org.uk/forest/mythfolk/rowan.html
Cracking Tree St James's Park, Westminster London November 2014
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A random tree in a random forest in Washington. I stopped for a break on my drive up to Seattle and found this beautiful spot :)
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Lonely tree on the top of Mam Tor in the UK Peak District, back-lit through the sun and rain.
The tree's set back about 10-15 metres from all the other trees there, you can see how it stands alone in the previous shot. As Dave pointed out it's quite eye-catching and you end up noticing all the time when you look up at the peak.
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree,
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God aft day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.