Near Mogshade
A short walk from Mogshade Pond, along a silver sand track and, with the ascent of the sun, the scene transformed as the golden hour rapidly established, bathing the heather-clad hillsides in a radiant golden glow. In minutes, the cool stillness of the blue hour had given way to a vibrant forest bathed in the warmth and energy of the rising sun.
A nearby stand of trees bears an unmistakable indication of the New Forest ponies, usually seen most clearly in stands of holly trees. The bases of their canopies form an almost impossibly straight horizontal line. This is the grazing line of the forest, a testament to the reach of its wild inhabitants - lacking the lofty reach of the Serengeti’s giraffes, the New Forest ponies and deer can only prune the foliage up to this precise boundary, and no further. Seemingly unnatural, yet completely natural, a reminder that even in managed landscapes, nature finds a way to assert her presence.
Photo details - iPhone 11Pro 13mm f2.4 1/100sec, processed in Apple Photos iOS
A nearby stand of trees bears an unmistakable indication of the New Forest ponies, usually seen most clearly in stands of holly trees. The bases of their canopies form an almost impossibly straight horizontal line. This is the grazing line of the forest, a testament to the reach of its wild inhabitants - lacking the lofty reach of the Serengeti’s giraffes, the New Forest ponies and deer can only prune the foliage up to this precise boundary, and no further. Seemingly unnatural, yet completely natural, a reminder that even in managed landscapes, nature finds a way to assert her presence.
Photo details - iPhone 11Pro 13mm f2.4 1/100sec, processed in Apple Photos iOS