ABOUT MIGHTY FINE OAKS

A celebratory appreciation of oaks

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MIGHTY FINE OAKS is a gathering of folk who care deeply about old trees and what they have to teach us. The intention is for their timeless wisdom  to percolate through the lands

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We offer this voice of the wild, through the nurture of oaklings – oak saplings – grown from hand-picked acorns of a selection of some of the finest and oldest oak trees of Britain

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The parent trees are thoughtfully chosen according to age, size, character, form, history and story / folklore. They are between c. 300 and 1,000 years old.  We guarantee the provenance of each tree to its 'Mother Oak’

 

We invite you to invest in a tree, and support our imaginative oaky storytelling, a woven blend of good conversation and connection, story, celebration and science. Our trees and their tales are both young and old, known yet forgotten, delighting and endangered. They nest deep in mossy forest glades, by ferny boulders, sun-sprung rides and owl-winged hollows. A trove of mythic tales ... 'tales from the telling trees'
 

Our mission is to inspire people to reconnect 'within and without' through the magic of oak and the weft of their stories. We encourage people to create a new uplifting and bright future through the weaving of our own stories as we share our common bond with the trees and the land 

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"A delightful mix of story, connection, myth and mirth brought together by some of the finest oaks of the land"

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LATEST NEWS (17-11-2022)

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Our founder, Benedict Pollard, in a brand new 

 oak mini-documentary

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An interview with Benedict in the

 Oxford University Alumnus magazine: Quod

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A link to a significant planting of one of our

 very special oaks at the Oxford Botanic Garden

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When you come to plant an oak, remember these words were written for you ...

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"These trees which he plants, and under whose shade he shall never sit, he loves them for themselves, and for the sake of his children and his children's children, who are to sit beneath the shadow of their spreading boughs."

Hyacinthe Loyson, 1866 (translated from the French)​