Another weed

This sycamore is out of place and thus fits the definition. Sadly, dad wasn't with me when I saw the light shining through the plantation along the disused section of the Severn Valley railway; his running days are far behind him. Mine however are just starting after a three month lay-off due to a trapped nerve in my neck. Taking the camera and the dogs guaranteed plenty of stops on the way. My legs and lungs are complaining but that's to be expected. Happily there were no pains in the neck.