For a year I have taken photographs of the big walnut tree closest to the house, watching its transition through the seasons. Each month brings something different, something to enjoy about the way nature reminds us life is cyclical. Heat, rain, sun, frost, drought, hail, wind, whatever is thrown at this tree it follows its seasonal progress. And I find that reassuring.
January-March
Bare limbs, yellow and green shadows, silvered bark, smashed walnuts trodden underfoot…
April -May
New life, green leaves, baby walnuts, blue sky, a flash of orange pomegranate flowers…
June-July
Dappled shade, woodpeckers drumming, walnuts fattening…
August-September
Summer’s end, autumn heralded, green leaves powdered with August dust, walnut shells hardening…
October-December
Leaves yellowing, drying and falling, walnuts gathered, shells broken underfoot. The annual cycle begins again.
‘Guide to Trees of Britain and Europe’ [UK: Hamlyn]
5 to remember
proclamar – to herald/proclaim/announce
moteado – dappled/mottled/speckled
en polvo con – powdered with
anual – annual
el ciclo – the cycle
And if you’d like to tweet a link to THIS post, here’s my suggested tweet:
Through the year: the big walnut #tree #Spain http://wp.me/p3dYp6-2cK via @Spanish_Valley
Notes on a Spanish Valley 
It’s good to see your series of images chronicling a year in the life of the trees – a great reminder to slow down and observe and consider.
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Thanks. Yes, the transition is so slow and seamless. Doesn’t really show up in photos though. Feliz Ano Nuevo! SD
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