I'm really honoured to have a poem about this glorious oak tree up on my poet friend, Ben Banyard's blog today... and here I am, reblogging his blogI You will see the tree welcomes every traveller who passes our way, whether to come to The Tradesmans Arms, or to take a stroll up the Abbot's Way onto the open moor, which lies just above us... sheltering us, much as this incredible oak does.
Green fingers cultivate the sky with implements of song,
in an action as deliberate as listening for water.
