A lone tree in winter.

A lone tree that I have known most of my life. It still sits forlornly in my local valley not far from where I was brought up as a boy. I have seen this valley bottom transformed from a wild wilderness, to a mini golf course and then into a lovely natural park-way which is now part of the ‘Oldham Way’ long distance walk (for us anyway :)) enjoyed by many local walkers and dog walkers alike. The tree however is now a shadow of even the one you see here on which birds used to sing. Just a dead stump about half the size of this younger self.

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