'the poetry of the earth is never dead' keats

Journeys to seven trees, through the year

Rob will be using his Horseman 5x4 field camera to capture images of seven stunning trees whose form and location set them apart from the rest.

Harriet will be using pen and paper to record the journeys to the trees, and the thoughts and stories they inspire.

We'll create a walk that links all seven trees; and a chance for others to give us their thoughts.

What do trees mean for you? Can you imagine a world without trees?

Winter sycamore, Whitbarrow

To just one tree
Lollipop shaped, he says
Though it’s not
This one tree, only, that endures for me.

No, this journey through limestone crags
And muting snow,
Past yews and Ash, bent alder and dainty birch,
Through chat of things domestic,
Chit of finch, and flight of the fieldfare,
Beneath a sky slate grey, then white,
Then featherdown snowy.

This journey, footsteps in snow,
Tentative over clint and grike,
Playful in powder over ferns.

It is this journey, first of a series
That endures
For me.

Telephone: 07866 452605 Email: inspire@somewhere-nowhere.com