Terry pointed out that, in one of yesterday’s Soppy Sunday pictures, one I had taken myself about 10 miles outside Dundee not far from Knapp village, there appeared to be a face carved into a fence post.
I hadn’t noticed but when I looked, it did seem that some wood art had taken place.
So, I promised that I would head out that way and find out what it was.
And here it is:
Close up, it doesn’t look as if it has been carved. But it does look remarkably like an owl. The “eyes” seem to be knots in the wood and the rest really does look as if it is pure accident. There’s no sign that a chisel has been at work.
But it is attractive. Munguin decided to adopt it and call it WOL in honour of Winnie the Pooh’s friend who thought that was how you spelt Owl!
While I was out, dreich day though it was, I took another couple of pictures of beech trees in their autumnal splendour.
It beats the hell out of the politics about which otherwise, we would have probably written.