Last summer I kept noticing how each tree has an individual character. It’s like each one is saying something
This one screams in anguish: “I can’t take it anymore!”
This one has dedicated its life to scarring little children
Can you feel the parental guidance in this one?
This one has fallen over yet continues to reach out to the sky in creative ways
This tree looks pregnant
These two are locked in an eternal embrace
This one has pimples and says “whatever!” all the time.
Nothing to do with the tree. This one is about goofy humans projecting.