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I had to walk a bit in the snow for this. I am a bit disappointed to be honest. Could not really edit it correctly.

  

I noticed some artefacts on the upper-left side on the sky , do know what it is?

The tree is standing all alone in a cold winter's evening, and the low hanging sun can't warm it up.

 

The tree is waiting for the spring to come.

My corner of the family Christmas tree. Beatrix Potter's Tom Kitten, Batman, and my favoritest ornament ever, the fairy with the poofy hair. She doesn't hang from the tree; she's got wire bendy limbs and just sites on a branch. She makes me happy.

 

She's falling apart, and I'm desperately looking to find a replacement for her.

This young marten was spotted scaling several pine trees before disappearing into the forest

Namibian resin trees are quite common around Windhoek and in the central highlands.

They grow on hill tops, on rocks.

This one is struggling to survive...I hope it will.

 

treeatlas.biodiversity.org.na/viewspec.php?nr=422

 

Have a great Tree-mendous Tuesday, everyone!

 

HTMT!

this tree was full of birds giving a concert in the rain.

Foggy day and a patch of trees in field.

Loch Tulla, 8 AM

 

Chamonix 045N2, 150mm Sironar W, Fuji Pro 160NS

Taken at Burbage Common this evening while out walking the dog.

On the east side of Glacier by the Blackfeet Indian Reservation there is a huge grove of windswept trees like the ones pictured. After a short hike, you will run into tree after tree, each gnarlier than the last. It was quite the experience. The grove is located on a little plateau overlooking some of Glacier's mountains and you can feel the wind up there that shaped these trees. I visited twice, the second time I wanted to shoot the full moon and was there around 4-5am. Winds were howling and a cold front had came through that night leaving temps in the 20s. I had two down jackets on and probably looked like I was about to climb Everest. The wind is relentless though even on a calm day. This shot was from my first hike up to the trees and it was 'calm', AKA 30mph winds. This was the morning after the lenticular and the light was off the hook again. Actually got lucky, if the sun would have rose about an hour later, sunrise would have just been bland and gray with overcast skies. This was no doubt, one of the best sunrises I have ever seen. Yet, it was the quickest as well. There was some beautiful pre-dawn light, but the real show was when the sky lit up like you see here. 30 seconds later is was gone and there was snow in the air.

Mike and I are starting a new tradition this year: Christmas without the tree.

 

I'm so relieved. Because every year, the tree has been the source of this huge internal struggle for me.

 

On one hand... in what I like to think is a nod to my long-ago Druid ancestors... I pretty much worship trees. (You may have noticed this elsewhere in my stream. Ahem. It's a powerful force.) So... to bring one in, and adorn it with lights and ornamentation, and spend many hours admiring it... living with it as a member of the family... well, it feels kind of right.

 

On the other hand... there is no escaping the fact that the trees we bring inside each year are dead. And worse - we killed them ourselves, with our own hands, and have the sap-stained clothes and gloves to attest to our act of, let's face it, murder.

 

It's always bugged me, but the final straw was Mike's comment on our watering system. We have this great set-up where... every time the tree takes a drink... we hear this musical glug-glug-gurgle. Our tradition has always been to raise our glasses in response, and drink (or eat, or make the motions thereof) in the tree's direction, and say something like, "Here's to you, tree!"

 

So... yeah. We've lived with this charade for years. And it was only in the past few weeks that we agreed the glug-glugging was, in fact, sinister. Equivalent, we decided, to the flopping and gasping a fish does out of water.

 

We have agreed (thank goodness) not to inflict that slow-death suffering on another good, honest tree this year. And I am so relieved.

 

Yes, I know there's the option of the "living tree," but that has its own problems. Kind of like bringing home a big Tyee salmon and watching it swim in a bowl for a few weeks. Conifers just weren't made to live indoors. Or die indoors. So I'll do my seasonal worshipping outdoors this year - in the trees' own living room, which is as it should be.

  

This is the same tree from this shot which I took a year earlier. I don't often revisit subjects but I love this tree :)

 

View it larger here here.

This is an image from a few years back in my never-ending "tree by the sea" series...

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It may be bare but it is still pretty! Near Arundel, Sussex

Early morning fog at late September

This week in SSC:

 

"Trees"

 

I saw this row of trees the other day while out and about. I thought they looked nice against the apartments. I don't know what kind they are. Maybe you recognize them.

  

..and for Sight and Sound

 

Seals and Crofts from their album "Summer Breeze" (1972)

 

East of Ginger Trees

 

East of Ginger Trees

High Park, Toronto.

Trees are much like human beings and enjoy each others' company. Only a few love to be alone.

~Jens Jensen

 

Explored 9/6/2012 #211

Tidewater, Chesapeake Bay, North Point State Park, Maryland

On my walk the trees so bare you can count the empty nests.

byROSI W:germany

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