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| Heart of the forest. Full to the brim with bluebells! Alan Morris |
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| Apple Blossom |
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| Audrey Barnes |
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| Ty Canol woods (not far from where I live now), I absolutely love bluebells. I think my love of the bluebell wood goes back to my childhood when I was lucky that we had bluebell woods just behind our house in Machen, and I was lucky enough to play there when I was a child and fantastic walks later on. When I go I leave the location Machen, Ty Canol or Dinas Head to practicalities but put me with the bluebells . Susan Thomas |
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Trees from Kerala from Ruth Parke
Mist at Shipping Hill
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| Derek Jones In Llwyncelyn wood, not far from the YMCA in Porth. |
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| From Jan Carlyon |
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| Pair of old abundant cooking Apple trees, covered in blossom this evening in Birchfield! from Rob Hewitt  |
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| a beautiful beech wood near Cranham in Gloucestershire. |
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| thanks, Andrea Harry. |
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| Srinagar 1983 |
"The trees are our friends"...(please be assured no children were hurt during the taking of this photo)...This is my son in 1973...luvb
Thanks Bridgette Robeson
From Phil Gray.
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| * from - Royal Geographical Society Illustrated Annual. |
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| Phil Gray |
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| Shelter from the storm, a changeable colony of the homeless, central Birmingham. |
Four Willows from Peter Flack
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| I suppose you know what you are looking for when you know and love a place. Brookvale Lake Thanks Peter Flack. |
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This is one of my favourite tree photos I have from the lake.....I love the silhouettes.
Alice calls it my stock Microsoft background picture.
Peter Flack
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| Christmas at Brookvale lake I used one of these to work on as an image for a card (cant remember which!) |
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| Whomping Willow Harry Potter |
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moist and earthy March 75.
Now in the possession of Barbara Young.
(just a bit below the chestnuts)
Crack Willows
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Millie Cox
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~ Adrienne Rich
There's a place between two stands of trees where the grass grows uphill and the old revolutionary road breaks off into shadows
near a meeting-house abandoned by the persecuted
who disappeared into those shadows.
I've walked there picking mushrooms at the edge of dread, but don't be fooled this isn't a Russian poem, this is not somewhere else but here, our country moving closer to its own truth and dread,
its own ways of making people disappear.
I won't tell you where the place is, the dark mesh of the woods
meeting the unmarked strip of light—
ghost-ridden crossroads, leafmold paradise:
I know already who wants to buy it, sell it, make it disappear.
And I won't tell you where it is, so why do I tell you
anything? Because you still listen, because in times like these
to have you listen at all, it's necessary
to talk about trees.
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Only after the last tree has been cut down, Only after the last river has been poisoned, Only after the last fish has been caught, Only then will you find that money cannot be eaten.
~ Cree Indian Prophecy ~
From Robbin Milne
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People as tree profiles
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| Robbin Milne |
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| This oak is about 1000 years older than we are. Came across it at Croft in Herefordshire. |
Thanks Audrey Barnes
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| Down by the packhorse bridge Shipping Hill 1972 The nearest tree is sadly no more - cut down to make forestry land more accessible. |
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| from Achilles Shield "Some distance off, under an oak tree,heralds were setting up a feast, dressing a huge ox, which they'd just killed. Women were sprinkling white barley on the meat in large amounts for the worker's meal. |
Residential Creatures Section.
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| From Ruth Parke in Kerala |
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Brisbane. Thanks Eleanor  |
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| tawny frogmouth and chicks. Eleanor Avery |
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| Ive got my eye on you. Tree with parakeet. Thanks Wendy Richard. |
Yggdrasil (/ˈɪɡdrəsɪl/ or /ˈɪɡdrəzɪl/; from Old Norse Yggdrasill, pronounced [ˈyɡːˌdrasilː]) is an immense mythical tree that connects the nine worlds in Norse cosmology.
Yggdrasil is attested in the Poetic Edda, compiled in the 13th century from earlier traditional sources, and the Prose Edda, written in the 13th century by Snorri Sturluson. In both sources, Yggdrasil is an immense ash tree that is central and considered very holy. The gods go to Yggdrasil daily to assemble at their things. The branches of Yggdrasil extend far into the heavens, and the tree is supported by three roots that extend far away into other locations; one to the well Urðarbrunnr in the heavens, one to the spring Hvergelmir, and another to the well Mímisbrunnr. Creatures live within Yggdrasil, including the wyrm (dragon) Níðhöggr, an unnamed eagle, and the stags Dáinn, Dvalinn, Duneyrr and Duraþrór.
Conflicting scholarly theories have been proposed about the etymology of the name Yggdrasill, the possibility that the tree is of another species than ash, the relation to tree lore and to Eurasian shamanic lore, the possible relation to the trees Mímameiðr and Læraðr, Hoddmímis holt, the sacred tree at Uppsala, and the fate of Yggdrasil during the events of Ragnarök.
Microcosm, where a whole world exists within the tree.
Tree of life.
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| Yenton Infant School 1999. |
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| Jaffray, 1995 |
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| celtic tree of life |
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| in palace of shaki Khans Azerbaijan |
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| Mayan Cross and the world tree |
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mum and dad Aztec
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| Sumeria x the Inca civilisation |
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| I started building a matchstick house back in 77. I think the idea had its origins in "the Wizard" comic from the late 50's, early 60's. It was an "all words" comic but my mum used tobut read it & some of the stories filtered through.. The story that must have soaked into me was of a tribe of jungle dweller type people who lived in a huge tree. - a whole clan of them - I cant remember what they got up to ( maybe I preferred looking at pictures) But the concept amazed me. I carried on building it for thirty years, it still isn't finished and probably wont ever be. But I did however show it at the festival of extreme building. It struck me, what with the scale of the thing that it would have to be at least 300ft high, which struck me as pretty extreme. |
Supernatural
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| Link from Susan Thomas. |
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| Conkers, October 13. Shipping Hill. |
Arthur Rackham. Dryads. the tree at Hogwarts, Tom Bombadil and old man willow
A dryad (/ˈdraɪ.æd/; Greek: Δρυάδες, sing.: Δρυάς) is a tree nymph, or tree spirit, in Greek mythology. In Greek drys signifies "oak." Thus, dryads are specifically the nymphs of oak trees, though the term has come to be used for all tree nymphs in general.[1] "Such deities are very much overshadowed by the divine figures defined through poetry and cult," Walter Burkert remarked of Greek nature deities.[2] They were normally considered to be very shy creatures, except around the goddess Artemis, who was known to be a friend to most nymphs.
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Here's what the trees look like on my side of the planet just outside the door... B
Thanks Bridgette Robeson
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| Where the Fairies Live Magical Ty Canol Woods from My Pembrokeshire |
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| Arthur Rackham The Hawthorn Tree 1922 |
A Superb Selection from Alan Morris!
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