In Praise Of Nudity

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I've expressed the thought before in this Far Place that if asked to name a favourite amongst all the species I'd go unhesitatingly for trees. (Sadly Mankind is a long way down the list. Possibly at the bottom. Though Womankind, I must say, does considerably better.)

On our recent trip to the UK I couldn't help but notice yet another example of the general excellence of trees: even bereft of their foliage they contrive to look beautiful. Evidence above.