In common with many photographers, I find trees fascinating, and interesting to photograph, and cedars particularly so. Here, in the grounds of Wollaton Hall, Nottingham, just one or two of the cedars of Lebanon, planted in 1588 (yes, the year of the Spanish Armada!) remain alive and standing, still giving off their characteristic scent on a warm day.
Gorgeous… Cedar has such a warm smell to me that brings back childhood memories…