I call this tree the 'Incongruous Beech', surrounded as it is by a sea of coppiced Hazel and Ash. A tall veteran/ancient Beech, of a few of hundred years old or so, with the grooviest of branches which twist and corkscrew off in all directions, it stands alone, one of its kind, and strikingly out of place. A carpet of coppered leaves mark the extent of its canopy, and are visible through the stands Hazel rods from quite a distance. A distinguished tree commanding its surroundings and your attention.
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