This willow has been in place all my life, at the bottom of our lane, over the hump-back bridge and onto the path that runs between river and canal. It has been the spot where many years ago friends had 'tarzan' swings over the water nd where my own children have fed ducks and scrambled about.
The row of willows there were many years ago dug into the ground as twigs, as supports for shrubs...unknown to whoever 'shoved' them in the earth that willows growth is prolific by water and they soon became living entities in their own right.
I love the way the shapes and bark catch the wintery sunshine.....
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