Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Thursday, 6 November 2008
Water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, afternoon.
I grew up among beech trees, and they are perhaps my favourites, I miss them rather. But here they are glorious, in russet and gold and reflected in the water.
2 comments:
oh I love beech trees too,
They really are so pleasing. I like the texture and colour of their trunk and branches, too.
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