It was Martin who gave me a deep down appreciation of trees and without being the least bit fey, he liked to encircle the trunks with his arms, as I do now with these Hornbeams
"...And there was no sound but the fall of a leaf As a sad response; and to keep down grief I would not turn my head to discover That there was nothing in my belief. Yet I wanted to look and see That nobody stood at the back of me; But I thought once more: ‘Nay, I’ll not unvision A shape which, somehow, there may be.’" Thomas Hardy - The shadow on the stone
To Martin 21.2.1938 for Monochrome Monday
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