On my way home from the museum today I met a tree… one new to me... as I took a shortcut on my bicycle to avoid the dismount-and-walk rule that has been posted at the Cabrillo Bridge sidewalk. The tree is not as old as many of its neighbors, but I think it must have suffered more than most. It’s a gnarled stack of knots all the way up to a wild green tangle of spindly branches trying to break free from a distorted body. At other times I’ve been along this path; I don’t know why I hadn’t noticed the tree before today… but there it was staring at me as I came around a curve.
5 comments:
The curiosity of this tree is clear....like a cat it has many lives....and filled with grace and "can do".
Wow
Agape'
JB
It is, however, a survivor, with its lovely mop of greenery. Long may it wave.
Liz
"What an interesting tree. I like that tired looking old beauty. And, it was looking at you, wasn't it."
Mark
What wonderful bark pictures to add to your huge collection -- and to mine.
Helen Thomas
I ache looking at it!
M.L.R.
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