Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Down the road, some trees who live on the water

I drive past this stand every time I go out to the property. It's like a scattering of islands and each island is inhabited by a tree.

Swamp tea

What was dry two months ago, is now a land of puddles. Too late, I realize there are little frogs underfoot. I try not to step on any but then those squishy noises: mud or ...?

Victims of gravity

Wouldn't want to rake that.