Scanning some of my old negatives, it turns out I have quite the tree fetish. There have been some trees that I've been head over heels with. The one on the grounds of Malahide Castle and the apple tree in the back garden of my parent's house that I photographed way too often.
Trees, especially lone trees or circles of trees, have magical connotations in Irish superstition, but I'm not one to fall prey to hocus pocus. I think I just like the skeletal forms and the sheer heft of them.