We’re having Bark Appreciation Day on the Southern Rural Route. The bark that grows on trees. For your benefit, I got up close and personal with all these trees. Let’s get started.
Almost looks like tire tread, doesn’t it? The tree stands in the church yard where I go for Bible Study. I don’t actually attend church because they want you to stand up and sit down too much. Churches, in general, tend to do that. They want to make sure you are awake, I think. But a lot of people have reasons for wanting to get themselves comfortable and stay put — knees that pop out, hemorrhoids, or just plain don’t wanna be a jack-in-the-box. I’ve discussed this with my Momma and she doesn’t wanna be a jack-in-the-box, either, but who’s going to argue with the preacher? I’m sure God will have something to say about it when I get to the pearly gates but it’s a toss-up as to which of my sins he’ll put at the top of his list. Church might not even make the list. Anyway, I think it would take two-and-a-half people from Bible Study to wrap arms around this tree.
There was another one I wanted to photograph. Some sort of peeling bark on a tree with branches that swayed in the wind like a weeping willow. Alas, there was no parking available without having to cross Argyle Forest Boulevard on foot, something you don’t want to do if your Last Will & Testament is not up-to-date. You’ll just have to take my word that it was worthy of a close-up.
Which one is your favorite? I kinda like the pine tree best.