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.


Crafty Green Poet said...

oh I love beech trees too,

Bee said...

They really are so pleasing. I like the texture and colour of their trunk and branches, too.