Hidden April 28, 2021Castles, life, Photography, poetryruins, Scotney Castle, treesDon Gnarled fingers reaching up into sunlit skies, feeling for stars. Share this:Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Click to email a link to a friend (Opens in new window)Click to print (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
Lovely image, Don. It makes you think about the long process to get from seedling to that. LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
Definitely looks like fingers, old and twisted. Little bit of tree arthritis. 🙂 Fascinating tree! LikeLike Reply
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Lovely image, Don. It makes you think about the long process to get from seedling to that.
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That growth you speak of Dan, never ceases to amaze me.
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Lovely photo, Don. The tree has outlasted the building behind it; that seems right.
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Thank you Lynette.
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Creepy and beautiful ❣️
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Thanks Val. 🙂
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Definitely looks like fingers, old and twisted.
Little bit of tree arthritis. 🙂
Fascinating tree!
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Thank you
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