Hawthorn o howthorn Your growth all wild Underneath your branches You could shelter a child.
In times gone past people would bring their sick children to be healed beneath the branches of a hawthorn tree.
Silver birch o silver birch With your bark paper thin Please take my spark And let the warmth begin.
Whittled wood fairies.
Whittled a wood fairy to show the nurture good that I volunteer with.
It's always good to get out for some fresh air and a walk in a lunch break. It's even more fun when it's snowy!
Hooray, we got some snow here too! It doesn't look as if it will last long with the warmth in the early sun.
A walk in the dark through the winter woodlands.
Snow falling onto the River Ericht, in Perthshire, captured on my phone
