Root manoeuvre

Round at mum's for Mother's Day, went for a walk in the woods behind her place where we managed to upset a family of kites, who wheeled around above us blotting out the sunlight. Next time I visit, I'm bringing a crash helmet, just in case one of them decides to drop on me, beak first.

On the way back, found this stump which either looks like some sort of neolithic site in miniature or alternatively a gaping maw rising from the ground to trap unweary stragglers. You decide.