My wonder at the Aspens quickly moved past their leaves to focus on their beautiful bark. Textures have always fascinated me. Whether produced by Mother Nature or human bi-products, I am awestruck by textures. If I had any artistic talent I could spend a lifetime drawing and painting canvas representations of tree bark. Many an afternoon I’ve sat with charcoal pencils and drawing pad, attempting to create a two dimensional representation of tree barks found in campsites across Texas state parks. And many an evening I’ve thrown out the result, knowing no kindergarten teacher would select my picture for Open House display.
Mother Nature’s artistic talents with texture, light and shade are beautiful:
The rick-man birded as I photographed:
My favorite keepsake conversation of the day was when the rick-man came up to me as I was looking down, busily manipulating my camera settings. Quietly he said: “What is that bird in the top of the tree?” Looking up at a landscape painted with trees, I quietly responded: “Which tree?” And honest to goodness this was his reply, in absolute seriousness: “The one with a bird in the top of it.” I just stared at him and wondered at Mother Nature’s creation of male humans…