We braved the wind and our papers flew everywhere. And what you don't see here is the wonderful chase to catch up with them as they skit scattered, tumbled and flew across the park. Nor do you get the feel of our delight in finally reeling them all in, a bit trodden on and tattered - a race against time before we badly littered our park with twig identification sheets - slightly ironic! We were out sketching skeletons - seriously. Skeleton trees.