This photo was taken whilst visiting a local beauty spot with my family. I’ve been going to this place since I was a child.
I always loved these trees and their knotted, gnarled roots. My brother and I would spend ages trying to find the oldest dated initials carved into their bark – we always competed at everything.
So, it was with shock and quiet outrage that I discovered the felling of the 5 oldest trees. Eventually I realised that we were unlikely to ever see something similar again and so I asked my son to stand on the stump for a portrait. I’m glad I had my camera with me, I’ll miss these old friends.