I was recently stood in the centre of one of the UK’s most historical cities. Standing there, I thought about how sad it looked. The aging skills and experience that it has to offer are plundered away. Look at this picture…what do you see?
There are several of these, looking tired and sitting in their metal drums. The branches show a sense of sadness. They stop short and droop down towards the ground. Beneath them, is a brick-paved road system that is falling apart. What are we doing? It’s not the tree, it’s what it is a golden image for! I just wanted to splash this thought onto here, if for nothing else, to just apply my opinion and feelings onto the public stage. I can’t be the only one!
