woodland sketches

 I was thinking about how long I have lived in amongst the woodlands and not gone out sketching very much. 

 I found the reason after doing these pen and wash sketches a couple of days ago, my little dog is not very patient! I need to sneak out without him. 

I love this old beech tree in a big clearing. high up in its boughs are a set of metal wind chimes, one of my elderly neigbours climbed up there with them when he was a younger man! 

The first time I heard them I thought the fairies were about! it sounds so magical.