Ice had formed here and there on the path leading down to the old tree. Not hard enough to walk on so I had to be careful with the mud and what have you,(horse droppings), as I zick zacked my way towards the Swedish Whitebeam once again.
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It's all set for winter.
I love it when you have pictures of this beautiful old tree.
Hello, Old Friend.
This long, excellent series reminds me of the line from Shakespeare in Anthony and Cleopatra: Age cannot wither her, not time spoil her infinite variety.
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