The Woods

 I really loved these woods back behind the ol' homestead -- they weren't quite perfect, so I had to make a few adjustments. Some cleats on the old oak, sure, that makes sense -- those branches were just too high to reach!


 However . . . I cannot quite defend my decision to slip an old tire over the top of a young hickory tree! At least I can stop by every few decades and make sure that the tire isn't binding . . . yet.