'You can't see the wood for the trees' generally means you're too deeply involved in detail to appreciate the wider picture. This scene worked effectively in the opposite way for me. I was walking (my usual route!) along the canal bank through Hirst Woods. Maybe it was a trick of the light but something made me stop, arrested by the scene on the opposite bank. Curvaceous overhanging boughs framed a scene that seemed to invite my eye in, to wander through the slender saplings and gradually to notice the detail of the way the light played on leaves and lichen, moss, ivy and and wood bark. An unremarkable scene, in many ways, and yet a pleasing one to me.