It should come as no surprise that I love trees, especially photographing them. If you’re like me, then I’m always scanning the landscape, towns and cities for trees that have a story to tell, and this is one of my favourites. Saplings, amaze me at the best of times but every now and again, I will see one that just mesmerises me, and has overcome all the elements and its struggles to lay down its roots.
Most people would never give this little sapling a second glance, as they head to work or are pop down to the shop for a pint of milk, but for me it stuck out like a sore thumb and was begging to for its story to be told through my lens.
I can’t be 100% certain how it got here, but I watched and photographed this junction for a long time, looking for clues. After many months, it became clear that seeds were being blown from a nearby copse. Farm traffic would spill seed and grain which would accumulate by the kerb. Wind, rain and organic material composting gave the ideal conditions for the sapling to grow.
There’s something quite magical about this seeing this little tree, its desire to survive and it’s potential. I’ll leave you to ponder your own story. 🙂