Back to the weirdwood
I returned to the curious copse of trees photographed a couple of posts ago to retrieve a particularly straight fallen branch that Anne had identified for use as a wall hanging. Naturally, I took my camera.
I was able to find and take back to the house the particular branch that Anne had identified – similar to the one above, but not nearly so long. It now resides in our backyard, awaiting the next stage of its history, as decreed by my crafty spouse.