old trees are so wonderful to look at, to touch, to wonder how much they've witnessed. Lovely photos, against the so-blue sky.PS I'm sure I'm not a robot, but here goes ...
Robot, Catmint? You're the last person who'd be one! Yes, time is ingrained in trees, a source of contemplation.
Beautiful, Faisal. And I think I probably am a robot. Should I not comment? D
Thankyou, Dave. If you can comment, you're not a robot...
Faisal, One of my favorite things to do is just stare up into the branches of trees. They have so many stories to tell silently standing for so many years...or so I like to imagine. Enjoy winter's sunshine. Bonnie
Bonnie, mine too, and when I was young, to climb up and sit in them. What strikes me now is how each tree supports a community or network of life.
oh, this all looks so familiar!