Monday, 16 August 2010
Nature As An Artist
This is part of the bark of a Plane Tree - but with nothing plain about it, I'm sure you'll agree.
I've spoken before about the fascination I have for this particular specimen, which overshadows a slatted wooden bench with its green canopy. This morning, blustery winds stirred its branches, while sunshine created dappled patterns at its feet.
I had at last remembered to take my camera when I went shopping in Havant earlier, and made good use of it once the errands were completed. The point where the trunk splits into branches is gnarled and knotted, and fires the imagination. What do you see, when you look at its face?
I think today it had the appearance of a giraffe - or maybe a mythical, many horned version of one; I guess it depends on the lighting. Sometimes it looks almost human, as it stares back at me below... That's fine, as long as it doesn't start speaking its thoughts aloud, eh? I might not like to hear what it has to say...