often splits into two, sometimes 3. This one easily 80 ft tall. Branches swooping up and down and both, the same branch. They sing. Those pineapple sized cones contain nuts, hard to get to and very hard shelled. Same as pinion in New Mex, but those you can crack with your teeth. These, pliers. A staple in the diet of the First People.
Nice!!
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they must make a beautiful sound with the wind
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Emrie can sing along////reminded of her love of stones: https://austinkleon.com/2019/10/13/a-stone-is-a-marvelous-thing/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+austinkleon+%28AUSTIN+KLEON+-+BLOG%29
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this form is so not what I imagine when I think “pine”… and how amazing that the fork can hold so much above it
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which birds sentry at the top? Do the crows???
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The photo looks like a renaissance painting. Trees change light. They eat it. Convert it. Dapple it. Block it. Turn it green. If only we could relate to light on as many levels!
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hello????
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they do. shushing, singing Peace
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nice…he knows.
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they are a true mystery
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crows sometimes, in passing. Hawks. Once a young eagle.
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these are BEAUTY FULL words…they do. They do so much, while
appearing to be so still
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Careful…
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you really can’t be. They are just There and things
happen
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windthread 
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