An old tree trunk

When I was a serious runner I preferred to get up at 8 0'clock on a Saturday morning, go for the long run before breakfast and be home before 11 so that it was done and I could get on with the day. J hated early morning runs.
Now we mostly walk in the afternoons. Today J asked early in the day if I wanted to walk and since it was a beautiful day, I said yes, but by the time he had done all he wanted to do, it was 3pm and the urge to walk had worn off and he went walking with his friend. I took my camera and wandered to the woods behind the house where I came upon this tree trunk which I thought had a bit of character about it. Although if I stare at it for too long, it's a bit scary looking.