Maple, that is. As in the silver maple tree in our backyard.
Something about the pattern of sunlight splotches and scaly bark caught my eye. This old tree is a veteran, a real survivor. The power company comes through every ten years to shear off half its branches, but the tree keeps sending out tenacious new growth in spite of them 🙂
Wow! What a proud old man!!
I agree. And we give him lots of TLC to keep him going 🙂
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