Trunk rivulets

It was a wet walk but we were sheltered from the worst of it by the trees. I love the grand old beech trees on the Quinish circular walk for all sorts of reasons but today was a bit different. I noticed lots of dark lines (which I have enhanced) running down the smooth grey bark and realised that these were formed by the rain dripping down from the canopy. It was like a work of art. I don’t think I have seen anything like it on other kinds of trees.
It was a good day for catching up with more ironing and sewing.