Like this one, which was pruned severely, although it's not clear why. The trunk lies between two power lines, so it doesn't seem to have been trimmed to avoid the lines.
|I like to think this tree is sending a message to passers-by: "Peace, People." Or maybe, "Victory!" Over what, I don't know, but probably not the chain saw.|
And this large tree trunk covered with vines. In the summer it's green and beautiful, covered with leaves that ripple in the slightest breeze. At the moment, though, the vines are bare, and it gives the tree a fuzzy look that is unique and endearing.
|"Embrace your hairiness, and dance like no one is watching!"|
I've also been doing a lot of bird-watching, not the kind with binoculars and a guide book, just the ordinary kind, like people-watching, but with birds.
These ones look like notes on a page of music to me.
|If you enlarge the photo, you should be able to see the individual toes on the bird at the left. I mean, on the note at the left.|
|It's a pretty short song. This is clearly the soprano part.|
Update on The Neighbour Crows: they've gone very silent since the nest-making. I've read that the eggs hatch in March-April in this part of the world. Either the parents pulled up stakes and moved, or they are pretending not to be home. I really think it's the first; otherwise I'd have seen some kind of activity, I think. Ah well, I hope they're happy, wherever they are.
Happy birdsong, everyone. And may your trees always tell you interesting stories.