A Sentinel

This dead tree always looks like a sentinel standing at the entrance of the barley fields. Whenever I pass it on my way to the woods on the right of this image, the old soldier in me wants to salute it. I love these fields which have produced crops and harvests year after year. They together with the skies of Kent give me a wonderful sense of spaciousness and freedom.

Author: Don

My name is Don Scrooby and I live in The United Kingdom. I feel that more than anything else, nature, and the objective things around us, convey a speech and a message we always need to listen to and follow. This kind of listening is life-giving and there is a certain form spirituality about it. In this blog, through the the photographic image and accompanying words, I’ve tried to share this experience as simply as I can. There is an underlying beauty in nature we all need to see and experience, especially in this day and age as we struggle to save our planet. Most of my shots are taken with a Fujifilm XT100 camera and my Iphone. I’m no professional Photographer, but I do enjoy outdoor walks with my simple gear trying to capture what I see and experience.

8 thoughts on “A Sentinel”

  1. There is just something about them, I know what you mean. I have been going for drives this spring and seeing all the farmland ready to be planted and the fresh soil everywhere. Just brings back great memories of being on the farm.

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  2. I can so relate to this post, Don. There is a tree in the nature preserve near my house that I just have to stop and well, maybe not salute, but stop to share my reverence for her. A couple of years ago she was so old she just fell down but I still stop and give thanks for her nurse-tree work.

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