Progress is slow, but I am enjoying the journey.

A new tree-friend at Pitsford.

Territorial disputes.

Or rather, another spot of trespassing.

There are more of them than I had thought.

Yes, we all know it's in danger.

Well, why the hell not?

One day, when I was going to work, I didn't see Bobbit in the morning or when I went out at midday before leaving for London. I had...

The tree at the ruined church.

This tree provides a cup rest.

Crone in a cap

A pile of hazel too thick for stakes.

A walk in the Peak District using actual maps. And the oak and stag thing happened again!

There are crows by the road. You can't see them.

Dead wood. Well, I never said I wasn't eccentric.

This is actually quite interesting.

Well, I might as well...

On the same theme.

Watching the crows deal with an intruder.

Animal interactions.