On my previous post, one follower commented ‘I can’t wait for the daffodils’. Well here they are in and around Newton Solney.
The avenue of trees is Church Lane which once was an essential thoroughfare leading to fords in the nearby River Trent which could have been crossed on horseback. St. Mary the Virgin’s church is the oldest building in the village and was originally a “chapel of ease”, one of eight such chapels owned by Repton Priory in 1271. A “chapel of ease” was one where parishioners could worship to save them from having to travel to the parish church.
This photograph of nearby fields is my take on an old country saying ‘February fill the dyke, be it black or be it white; but if it be white, it’s the better to like.’ The saying perfectly describes early February when full dykes or ditches is a good sign that there is a plentiful and vital supply of water in the ground for the crops growing in the months ahead. The water can be from rain (black) or snow (white). Good for the crops, but not quite so good for walkers wishing to use footpaths. Sturdy, waterproof boots are certainly required.
There is a famous painting with the same name by Benjamin Williams Leader, first exhibited in 1881. February Fill Dyke was greeted with lukewarm reviews when it was exhibited at the Royal Academy but it became popular at later showings in Manchester for the Royal Jubilee Exhibition.
My search for more information about the painting revealed that the scene was not painted in February but is actually a November evening after rain. Artistic license perhaps? Having discovered that, I have no qualms about telling you that my photo was taken in January and not February!
Trees have personalities but firstly – our new postbox. You may like to see where your postcard’s journey starts! Just made the 4pm collection.
I have often driven along the lane where these trees are but as the road is quite narrow I have never stopped the car to take a photo. Now just a 10 minute walk from home, and the winter sun making a welcome appearance this afternoon, there was no excuse.
I was reminded of the words of Eddie Askew…
“Trees have personalities. They’re individuals. Tall or bushy, thick or thin, well-established or struggling, they’re like people, each with its own character. Sometimes as I walk around, I look at people and try to work out what sort of tree they are. Just for fun of course.”
Just to reverse that, can you work out what sort of people this triplet of trees would be as they quietly keep watch over the crops and seasons, year in year out? Just for fun of course.