Out on the mudflat, mulling over mudthings. The tide is about to turn. Hitch up your pants and head for the beach.
Unfortunately scratched into a massive European beech, Fagus sylvatica.
Always makes me see red when I see carving on a beech. Arrgghh -- where's my ticket book.
And what's worse, that's our only beech, too! (The only tree; they're not native here.)You can ticket people for that? That's pretty cool. No such enforcement here, but most of our trees are so thick-barked that no one would bother carve them.
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