On one side of our lot, which is all part of the same family farm is a fence row, where several huge old cedar trees have stood since before I can remember (over 70 years). My dad and I had several arguments over them after we built our home here. He wanted to cut them. I didn't. I won, but now they are dying on their own. It hurts my heart.
Below is one of them, not my favorite, but awesome, all the same!
Yellow hearts and berries vine atop a cedar tree in the back yard...
One of my yard babies, desperately needing a cleaning! Maybe in the spring!
Big trees, between my parents house and shop building, holding a wire for my dad's chains and things. The lightest tree is a hedge apple tree, which makes a terrible mess when the apples fall. The old bus in the background used to be my Grandpa's shoe shop.
Small maple tree in our front yard. The leaves were actually a brighter yellow than the photo.
My favorite big cedar tree, which once had a huge canopy of branches that I always loved to sit under. A wonderful hideaway for playing when I was little and dreaming when I was older. It has been struck by lightening more than once and high winds have twisted its limbs until it's barely hanging on to life. There's still something magical under that canopy though.
The base of my favorite cedar and the small hay field beyond...
Where the branches grow from the trunk...
Yep! that's our old toilet/outhouse, which used to sit down the hill in front of where we built our house, and which we used until we got a bathroom in the house when I was about 15-16 years old. For some reason, when we built our house, it was dragged to the fence row behind our house and off to the side, where is has been for the last 46 years. No longer usable, but quaint looking, and it made a good backdrop for the day lilies I used to have there. It was also a good place for daydreaming when I was a child!
And hedge berries! These hedges have no problem growing in our poor soil and grow into small trees if not kept cut down, but they smell so good when in bloom!
I could walk the yard every day, which I used to do, and get different shots of everything, according to the time of day. The light turns ordinary ugly things into extraordinarily beauty if we just take the time to see it.
Look for the beauty in the ordinary/ugly today in your corner of the world! Old things have a character that new shiny things don't!
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