Winter, and down on the farm the oak tree is dead . . . it may fall with the promised gales, snow and ice. The tree, or at least what is left of it, is less than 100 years old. It saw an American bomber crash just yards away during the Second World War and all occupants killed. In the woodland deer roam freely, and in the fields there are curlews, magpies, wood pigeon among other birds. The tree has been holed by green woodpeckers, and foxes stalk prey throughout the fields and barns.
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