The Skeletons of Yorkshire Trees

Trees in the early morning mists of Yorkshire.

There is something ethereal about the delicate latticework of trees shorn of their leaves, lying in wait, peacefully, for the sap to rise, the buds to burst forth and them to blossom back into life.

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