#102 - Mistletoe

We were staying in Herefordshire last night and took the dog round the fields this morning. The sun was bright on the row of bare poplars opposite the house and as I turned into a new field I saw this mistletoe, high up in the tree. As I stepped towards the trunk to try and reach up and get some, a pheasant flew up from practically under my feet, and flapped heavily off over the farmland. I've never seen mistletoe in the wild before so I am disproportionately delighted with my find.