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This is one of my favourite oak trees. I've photographed it on a number of occasions over the last few years and I love its twisted shape. It's still living, and the foliage above it in the picture belongs to this tree. It'll probably go on for another hundred years. I've no idea how old it is, but there is a saying....'It takes three hundred years for an oak to grow, three hundred years for it to mature, and a further three hundred years to die.
I went back to this tree in the heart of Sherwood Forest on 28 December last year and photographed it covered in snow. I'll post that one when I've had chance to develop and print it. I use traditional methods of printing as I enjoy the process and also feel I can get the subtle quality of image that I'm looking for best, with rich grey tones and a sense of nostalgia and romance. Sherwood Forest, Robin Hood's domain is one of my favourite places.