the old oak

Took the dogs for a walk this afternoon - the rain had stopped and the sun was out. The fields were sodden and running with water and the dogs were covered in mud when we got back home, but they loved it. This is the old hollow oak tree - not sure how old it is but it's got a lovely shape and there's holly growing up inside it. It's in the centre of a woodland clearing and it's easy to imagine mystical things going on when darkness falls....