Author: Sarah Potter Writes
Sarah is a British eccentric who writes offbeat fiction, haiku and tanka poetry. When stuck for words, she sketches or paints instead. She's into nature conservation, sustainability, gardening, dogs, natural health, and reading. Her sociability is something that happens in short bursts with long breathing spaces in between. View all posts by Sarah Potter Writes
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wow, what a superb tree face! c
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A man walking his dog in the woods caught me talking to that tree, as I was preparing to take my photos. But fortunately he didn’t call on his mobile for the men in white coats to take me away. Instead, he agreed with me that it was a very fine tree-face indeed
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What a character! Love your tree friend, Sarah. Did you hug him? 🙂
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No, Sylvia, I didn’t get around to that. He was very rough-skinned and nobbly!
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I don’t hug knobby, rough-skinned people, either. 🙂
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Definitely not!
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oh a spooky sweet face!!
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Yes, I’m quite in love with that tree 🙂
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A very fine face indeed. It fascinates me that we are hard wired to find faces in things – brains are so clever. I saw a huge drowning stone face in the river this morning.
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Yes, I see faces everywhere and all sorts of other parts of the body, too! How very juvenile of me 🙂
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