It would be untrue to say that the area around the confluence of the Severn and the Avon sparkled in crisp winter sunlight today because it didn't; it wallowed in mist and fog. However up on the hills all was sweetness and light, Bredon and the Malverns floating above a sea of white. I did take a few shots of this vista but, as is often the case in landscape photography, what was pleasing to the eye was anathema to the camera. I deleted them all.
The trees on Bredon Hill looked more rewarding and so I decided today was a tree day. To be honest I've no idea what most of the trees we saw are called although at least one of them is a beech. I'm fond of trees against the skyline particularly on a bank where the effect of long winter shadows becomes very pronounced.
Reflection shots are always a crowd pleaser (I'm big enough for a crowd and they please me).
I'm not sure what to say about the roots. I actually took this picture in January last year but I've no doubt it would have looked the same today if I'd ventured a few yards down the footpath towards Elmley Castle. There's a touch of the Ent from 'Lord of the Rings' about this image - a giant clawed foot anchored to the hill, syphoning energy and sustenance into the canopy above and wondering what it might have for pudding - a juicy fungus perhaps or some squirrel brûlé.
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