...to an incredibly vulnerable baby tree.

Poplars wherever I go (apart from when I look for them)

A completely unrelated picture!

Somethings are growing out of the fallen bird seed.

A silly pledge. A vacuous promise.

The nest of a reed warbler. The birds had left it - no homeless warblers!

The clocks changed and the clouds broke last weekend. In the park, this poor ash tree was brought down. I was glad it wasn't the next...

You might not regard this as pleasing...

I know, it doesn't mean anything to me either.

Sad to see this little squirrel corpse. I don't know what happened, though his head looked a bit squashed. Rather different from this...

I suppose after all the natural world stuff that I ought to at least try to think a bit about that philosophy thing.