Dig in to help save the planet and apply for some free trees
Schools and communities are being urged by The Woodland Trust to make their New Year a positive one – by planting trees.
The Trust still has 300,000 trees to give away as part of its free trees scheme, with the deadline for applications just days away – next Monday, January 8.
Schools or community groups can get their hands on these trees which can bring huge benefits – from boosting nature,…
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Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
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Earth Day 2024 🌳 While researching his role as the conservation-minded Dr Astrov in Uncle Vanya, Richard went to Tring Park in Hertfordshire to help with a Woodland Trust project to plant one million trees in a day. “Sometimes people think these exercises are irrelevant or pretentious," he told the Radio Times in June 2021, "but as well as being a fun day out, I found it really useful.”
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Bright Robin
The bright orange front of a robin, sitting amongst lichens on a branch in Glapthorn Cow Pastures.
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Headcanon that Elves generally keep to themselves not through the aloofness brought about because of their immortality but because they are fucking helpless when it comes to mortal children.
Any mortal children. Man, Hobbit, Dwarf, any kid. Elflings are beloved for a reason but Elflings are still Elves at heart and do not possess the frankly worrying amounts of curiosity and determination that mortal children have and which gives them a certain aura of adorable that the Eldar cannot resist.
I know Elrond took Aragorn in because they took his mother in but I cannot help but think he also saw a tiny human and it clicked in his (admittedly half-Elven but it still counts) brain that this is an adorable baby and he needs doting on.
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it is unfortunate that you can say you see a dogshit take by an american with 50k+ notes and that absolutely narrows nothing down whatsoever. for that i can only apologize 😔
well the original post was too long to screenshot succinctly and i didn't really want to put All That onto anyone's dash. doing us all a favour to be fair
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Beautiful Sussex Weald @ Nymans NT Garden by Adam Swaine
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Stunning woodland views on the Sussex weald Spring has sprung and the trees are looking amazing AONB
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Woodland Gold by Leon Van Kemenade
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Another from my misty morning walk on Headley Heath.
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Woodland Trust appeals for volunteers to offer a real welcome
The Woodland Trust is searching for volunteers to make a difference in their community and help people discover nature as “Woodland Welcomers” at woods across the UK.
Welcome in the woods: Langley Vale, near Epsom, is seeking volunteers
Nature-lovers with a few hours to spare a week are being sought by the country’s largest woodland conservation charity to meet and greet visitors at a wood in…
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Evangeline: A Tale of Acadie, by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
This is the forest primeval. The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
Loud from its rocky caverns, the deep-voiced neighboring ocean
Speaks, and in accents disconsolate answers the wail of the forest.
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I heard a bluebell ring for me,
So I put down my bag,
And stopped my reaching.
No point in trying to catch the sun
Like a prism and bedroom wall -
I cannot take him with me,
Nor the moon in Yeats' silver bag,
Were that a possibility. I heard
The bluebell ring and ceased
My vain attempts at living less
With more, and gave my weary arms
A break from carrying the things
That I cannot take with me.
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Fungi and lichens...Two Toned Pholiota by Adam Swaine
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Magical and mistrusted. Toadstools and mushrooms are associated with ancient taboos, dung, death and decomposition. But trees rely on fungi and we're just starting to understand how close this relationship is: great networks that link and support trees and woodland life. They come in dazzling shapes, colours and sizes; even working with other species to produce different organisms.
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Soaring Kite
One of several red kites that were following a tractor mowing the field next to Glapthorn Cow Pastures.
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Woodland Trust, 2012
Photographer: Gary Osborne
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