J.R.R. Tolkien brought Ents to us in The Lord of the Rings, a race of mighty beings similar to trees; Entwives are females, Entings are the young. Woods are mysterious places and sometimes you come across trees which seem to be watching, seem to have life in a non-tree like way and have paused to wait for you to pass. This grove of trees was loitering as we walked back to Sandsend on a pleasant afternoon. I took a photo of this one, but he didn’t seem too happy and I hurried on, glad I had my cousin with me!