Cleft in three some time back, the splintered stump and bowed boughs of this once proud Oak have created a hidden haven. Beyond the fallen boughs, now covered in brambles, dog rose and shielded by invading shrubs grateful of the light , is a secluded grassy area, an eye of the hurricane which is life in the forest. Without a closer look at the stump, a spot easily missed.
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