Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Eerie Trees

The view from my south window (photos by Gary):
 
 
And a bit closer up:
 
 
Sometimes in lieu of a run I take a short walk through this park beside my home, where there is a quarter-mile long trail through the remnants of an old farm woodlot.
 
These Black Locust trees--useful as they were to the farmer for virtually indestructible fence posts--always give me the willies when I pass under them.  Can't put my finger on exactly why, it's just a feeling I get.
 
 

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