Thursday, 17 May 2012

A message for our time

The forests graffiti always takes me a back, often putting a smile on my face or setting my mind wandering or dispensing wisdom. As I strolled through Puckpits, deep in thought, a tree gave me a sign, simple and to the point, and certainly suited to our times; carved into a mature Beech, battered by storms of old and probably created in a time of need, one word, covered in moss almost to obscurity...'HOPE'.

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