Misty Walk
Yesterday morning was quite misty following a frosty night. As I was out walking with Poppy, I observed the mist slowly retreating, and enveloping Dent Fell. It was quite a pleasure to see.
After around an hour of walking, I spotted a lone tree on Jacktrees Road, at Cleator Moor. It’s not a very special tree; but a combination of its wiriness, and the mist made it appear appealing and intriguing. It was almost magical with its presence. Well, to me anyways 😀

The Shepherds Tree
Huge elm, with rifted trunk all notched and scarred,
John Clare
Like to a warrior’s destiny! I love
To stretch me often on thy shadowed sward,
And hear the laugh of summer leaves above;
Or on thy buttressed roots to sit, and lean
In careless attitude, and there reflect
On times and deeds and darings that have been –
Old castaways, now swallowed in neglect, –
While thou art towering in thy strength of heart,
Stirring the soul to vain imaginings
In which life’s sordid being hath no part.
The wind of that eternal ditty sings,
Humming of future things, that burn the mind
To leave some fragment of itself behind.
- Image captured on my mobile phone
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Such a lovely tree…
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What a beauty.
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The tree isn’t so bad either 🙃😋
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No kidding 😜
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Lol
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Nice shot Baldy – I love trees! one of my favourite photo-subjects. My dream is to someday build an awesome tree-househouse!
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Thank you kindly 👍
Good luck with the tree house.
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The branches remind me greatly of a shrub called Harry Lauders Walking Stick. Love the picture.
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