On Sunday Anne and I drove down to the South Downs, a national park about an hour’s drive south of London. Anne had heard about a place called Kingly Vale where some of the world’s oldest yew trees can be found. We packed some photography gear and set off early in the morning to find these ancient trees.
When we got there it was even more amazing than I could have imagined. Some of the trees are supposedly over 2000 years old. All of them seemed to have their own personality and I kept seeing faces everywhere we went.
Somewhere along the path there was a sign with a poem comparing the experience of walking underneath the yew trees to walking in a cathedral. That’s almost exactly what it felt like. Being in this place really took my breath away.
You can find out more about Kingly Vale and how to get there on the Natural England website.