In small gaps between trying to deliver on 5 birthdays, Eva suggested a trip to Dunham Massey. Other than regretting only having a shit SEMC camera phone, the one thing I noticed was that all the trees on this estate looked fucked. I know it's still not spring proper, judging by the lack of life in them yet, but those that were still standing looked like they were survivors of a nuclear blast, and would soon join many of their mates who had already gone 'roots up'. Is there something wrong with the country's trees? In a few years time will I come back to find that
the only trees left are conifers? Perhaps things will look better when they get leaves, but if I were one of those deer I would be wondering exactly what was to become of my 'sanctuary' other than a small sign saying "do not cross" at the edge of a large moor. The deer do seem a lot less timid these days, perhaps as a result of seeing so much more of us, and having no choice in the matter.
In small gaps between trying to deliver on 5 birthdays, Eva suggested a trip to Dunham Massey. Other than regretting only having a shit SEMC camera phone, the one thing I noticed was that all the trees on this estate looked fucked. I know it's still not spring proper, judging by the lack of life in them yet, but those that were still standing looked like they were survivors of a nuclear blast, and would soon join many of their mates who had already gone 'roots up'. Is there something wrong with the country's trees? In a few years time will I come back to find that 
the only trees left are conifers? Perhaps things will look better when they get leaves, but if I were one of those deer I would be wondering exactly what was to become of my 'sanctuary' other than a small sign saying "do not cross" at the edge of a large moor. The deer do seem a lot less timid these days, perhaps as a result of seeing so much more of us, and having no choice in the matter.
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