This picture was taken on an alternative version of our Pie walk. My eye was taken by the effect of the colours and the horizontal and vertical lines. The setting sun’s dim, winter light simplified the scene, adding an unusual atmosphere.
If I had to put my finger on it, I’d say anticipation. The woodland seemed to be waiting for the sun to go down.
Ramblers and dog walkers would soon head off for the night. Some would go home, but others would call in for a drink by the open fire always maintained at The Royal Arms, even in the height of the summer. (I’m not just talking about the people, by the way. In many British pubs, as in this one, well-behaved dogs are welcome too.)
Meanwhile, outside in the woods, it’s easy to imagine the spirits of druids keeping company with foxes, rabbits and other woodland creatures until daybreak.
Susan Rushton 
Some dogs are more welcome than the people who come in with them.
Indeed a lovely sense of mood. I was contemplating the spirits and animals and that sense of anticipation when I read the comment above. Laughing out loud adjusted the mood a bit. Gorgeous silhouettes!
Your comment reminded me of an acquaintance I may have mentioned before. After listening to me say it was pretty clear that the scientists had got infinity all wrong, and that I don’t believe in infinity, he observed ‘I’ve got two used Infinitys right now in my car lot’. It was a great way to pull me back down to earth and the fact they were used made it even more delicious.
Exactly!
“RODDLESWORTH AND TOCKHOLES” sounds like names from a fairy tale! And much as I love trees I would not be lingering long in that light! Meet you in the pub 🙂
It is a bit eerie looking! I looked up ‘Tockholes’ to see if I could find out what it meant before posting. I didn’t find out about the name, which is probably very old, but did learn another local place name that made me smile ‘Top o’t Low’ (= top of the low).
I once lived close to a place called ‘Potholes’ so I had a look at what ‘holes’ might mean. It is apparently from Old Norse hóll = ’round hill’, ‘mound’. Which makes sense as northern Britain was invaded by the Vikings.
I had foolishly assumed ‘holes’ meant holes! 🙂
Not such a bad assumption.
It’s a gorgeous picture. It reminds me of a scene from a Lotte Reiniger film!
I wasn’t familiar with her work, but am now, thanks to your comment.