Country diary: Resilience is a tree growing out of a rock face | Merryn Glover

<p><strong>River Tromie, Badenoch:</strong> The rushing water catches the eye – and the ear – here, but how glorious it is to see Scots pine and larch taking root in the slightest crack</p><p>It’s only 1.30 in the afternoon, but already the sun has disappeared from this narrow gorge. High up, light gilds the tall trees of the forest against a bluebird sky, but everything below the stone bridge is in shadow. Here, the River Tromie pours down from the wind-blown heather moorland and funnels through this bending gash in the rock on its race to the Spey.</p><p>The road above follows its contours into a tight switchback over the old arching bridge, so that everything here feels curving and gnarly. The water, the rocks, the trees.<strong> </strong>Peat-dark and foaming on top like Guinness, the river thunders around the corner, tumbling and churning and looping back on itself&nbsp;in a ceaseless roar. A cold rush of air rises from its tumult.</p> <a href="https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2025/feb/13/country-diary-resilience-is-a-tree-growing-out-of-a-rock-face">Continue reading...</a>