Love Actually, in a tree on the heath
They still exist, the true romantics.
“Ah love, a dreaded bond, yet so easily severed …”
And then there are those that are more sceptical.
This picture is taken on Hampstead Heath, and I expect the carvings to be several years old.
Did they live happily ever after I wonder.
Have you ever carved the name of your loved one in a tree?
“Have you ever carved the name of your loved one in a tree?” When you love trees, you shouldn’t do that ;-)
“Fool’s names, like their faces, appear in all places.”
Don’t carve in trees, hug them :-)
I did in an old picnictable, does that count ?
We still love each other but only from afar. Life interfered. Actually ;o(
Just for the record: I don’t think I ever carved in a tree. But have been carving/writing on a whole lot of other places.
I once did it, but I cut my finger badly… Not very romantic.
Not the name of a loved one, but my own. And not in a tree, but in the sand at a beach in Ireland. And, well, not exactly carved. More like writing with the toe of my shoe.
@Anna: not entirely the same as carving in a tree no, but accepted :-)
@Morten: I’m very sorry about your finger, but this incident will surely be put in one of my future scripts. It’s too good not to use. Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone it was you.
I have only done this on a wall in pen … many, many years ago. I was so in love!
I love trees too much to do that, but I recently learned someone (you can guess who) did that with my name included – and I could still see the proof, many years past. A bit eerie, in fact.