Happy Summer Solstice. Tonight we should be able to bask in the friendly light of the strawberry moon – if the clouds break.
As my eldest son gleefully reminds me, after today the nights will start pulling in. This thought does not make me happy. Unlike my children, I don’t like the darker evenings, but we still have a lot of long light evenings left.
We think our oak tree is well over 100 years old and I’ve probably posted about it and the huge amount of wildlife an oak supports (more than any other native tree) before, so I shan’t repeat myself.
|One of the four trunks|
If we ever move from this house, I shall miss the tree more than anything. It has four main trunks (or are they limbs?) and scars lower down from where others were taken as if it was once coppiced.
At the moment it is pouring with rain and the tree is full of birds happily singing. Must admit, the photos were taken a few days ago on a sunny day.
And the writing plans? If you write for magazines, you should be turning your thoughts to autumn around now. Close your eyes and imagine those are leaves battering your windows along with the rain.