The giant gnarled trunk of a curly bog willow in skirt of speedwell.
I took this on Thursday over in the bottom over by the Uniroyal factory, about Gage between Park and Strange, beside the tracks. It's a ballpark in the summer, but now it's so wet that it squelchs under foot. Not much grass, mostly gill-on-the-ground, creeping charley, and this flower, thyme-leafed speedwell, small as a baby's fingernail. The speedwell covers patches as big as the infield, and is thick as springs.
At the margin of the field a little creek runs through black boggy earth and huge spreeds of yellow marsh marigold. So bright it looks like sun-dapple, even though the flowers are closed on this overcast, cold day.
Ha! We both posted gnarly old trees today . . .
Lovely photo!
You have the most lovely shots. I'm using this one as a desktop, hope you don't mind =)
Not at all. Flattered you like.
It looks like someone you could talk too. I may try cycling to this spot when I am on holiday in the general area this summer.
thrive!,
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It is only a block or two off the Iron Horse trail. A half-dozen of these big willows like characters from Tolkien.