I call this stand of conifers "the piney woods." It still is "piney," but all the deciduous trees have been removed. "Harvested" is probably is a better word. I first started walking in these woods with our dog, Collette, back in the early aughts when we moved here. Later I'd do the same walk with our next dog, Callie. We've had Tasha now for ten years but our visits to the piney woods have become fewer and farther apart. The woods got denser with brush and there are (were) fewer good paths through. But now they're wide open, beckoning for new exploration.
Yesterday's sunrise over the piney woods.
Glad you’re not in the Piney Woods in the southern USA.
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ReplyDeleteTEN years have passed since you got Tasha! WOW! Another reminder how fast time is flying by me... I think the Pines left are artistic as if the woodcutters were being picky on which trees to leave!
ReplyDeleteI miss forests; I wish there was more to make them bigger.
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