My dad went off exploring and found this toy in a tree. He knew I’d find it beautiful. I have been fascinated since childhood with how nature will eventually reclaim its space by assimilating objects that us humans leave behind. This cuddly toy is slowly becoming part of the tree… How wonderful!
I love Autumn, especially in Big Tree Country.
It is a bit sad that summer is finally over but the slight chill to the air makes everything seem so crisp and clear. The rain washes everything clean and brings out the most amazing smells in the forest. It also tops the river up so that the salmon can swim back up to spawn.
The light is wonderful for taking photos, especially of all the wonderful toadstools and mushrooms that are emerging out of the ground just now. They create miniature landscapes, gatherings that could be tiny dwellings and have the most intriguing shapes. Just crying out to be drawn and documented in some way.
The folly looks out onto the waterfall. The noise of the water is incredible and the spray often hits your face when the river is full.
The blaeberries and ferns are changing into the most fantastic colours now..
Upon returning from 30+/40 degrees in Australia to what feels like minus 30+ degrees in Scotland I was feeling a little bit on the miserable side. But it’s hard to be miserable when the daffodils and snowdrops are in bloom!
There are still icicles.. and a lot of snow..
..but it’s the little things that make me smile. The little flashes of colour and signs of life, hopefully marking the end of winter!
And from country to country.. Wow.. How do those shapes just keep getting wilder and more crazy? I love how nature can play with a concept such as a tree and create just so many.. So much.. So fabulous!
If ever feeling a bit uninspired a good tree will always spark something, maybe a drawing? A photo? Or just a ponder? I often ponder about what might be living in the tree.. Birds? Insects? People in tree houses? Or in some moods I can imagine elves and pixies and fairies and other such creatures.. I think this comes from my love of Arthur Rackham’s illustrations (which also inspired many of my tattoos).
I chuckled the other day as I cycled beneath some trees stuffed full of white squabbling parrots/ gallahs settling down to roost for the night! The whole tree just came alive! Reminded me of some of Quentin Blake’s parrot drawings.. They make me smile too!