The difference in geology between York and the Wolds landscape to the east becomes apparent when you notice, in the fields, the mole-hills. The amount of earth a mole can churn through has always impressed me – more so these Wolds moles, burrowing through soil studded with white chunks of chalk.
The amount of chalk in this landscape became apparent as we passed a small copse, where a tree in the centre had fallen. It had a large expanse of root – a great plate of root.
The amount of chalk in this landscape became apparent as we passed a small copse, where a tree in the centre had fallen. It had a large expanse of root – a great plate of root.
From the other side, what I would normally call a root-ball, but this was more like a plate, flat and wide, with an underside apparently of pure chalk. The tree, it seemed, had pushed its roots outwards, in search of earth, had found none, and had eventually toppled.
