Sinister

As I walked up the hill at teatime, the sky darkened and became increasingly dramatic. Where the hilltop meadow slopes down into the next valley, I've sometimes photographed the two dead, bleached, skeletal trees which, from the hilltop, frame the view towards Exted. I hadn't previously walked down to the side of the trees, and I discovered a quite different view of their shape and a stark silhouette against the sky.