This old skeletal tree is just one of the most charismatic around it stands like some bizarre and devilish tuning fork jutting up towards the firmanent and conveniently nestles within the slopes of the background mountains beside the Buchaille and the rest of the Glencoe cirque. The sense of menace is compounded by the silhouetted trunk yet the intense colours of straw coloured grass and red heathers lend the rest of the scene an altogether lighter air, a juxtaposition I find compelling.

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