DSCN9053 (3)... The End of the Strong...

..... The Locust Trees grow throughout the hillsides in Pittsburgh.... Not a pretty tree.. Its leaves are small, but many, and do not give off a spectacular display of color during Autumn.... I find the trees very amusing... The gnarly limbs of the Locust, and just the way they silhouette against a full Moon , or rising Sun is enough to gain my respect... I can still hear my Fathers stories about how the Locust wood is so strong, and dense, that the old timers would use the trunks of young Locust trees as post to support the main beams in the houses. As a child we used Locust for fence post... And there is an old saying, that a fire built with Locust, is a hot fire indeed... I found out from experience... That you need a hot fire to burn Locust... otherwise the log just smolders.... These Shelf Mushrooms are a sign that these trees are dying. Its been going on for years. When one of these trees snap from the wind, the inside wood is soft like Balsam Wood..... Death from the inside......... Not a fitting end for such a strong tree... but when is life fair............

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