Guess I just have to be patient and continue enjoying the winter landscape a while longer. One of my pleasures of winter is studying the tree trunks, all of the idiosynchrocies and strange shapes in the trunks, roots and branches come to life when there is no green around to mask or distract from the framework of the forest.
Here's one of my favorites, it grows down near the confluence of Tilley's Branch and Morgan. Who knows what caused this collection of small burls, all of them on the downstream, south facing side of the trunk. There's something playful in them that catches my eye when I pass by.
Watch out for that hot wire Addie!