I’m driving down a dirt road and this is what I see.
Honestly, the picture doesn’t do it justice. This clump of dead trees extended for about a half a mile down the road. I know it is winter, but these trees are DEAD. When spring time comes, I highly doubt there will be leaves on any of these limbs.
Maybe I’ve watched too many horror movies or read too much fantasy fiction, but I kept imagining a thatched hut nestled somewhere within this cadaverous copse with a horrifying hag lurking inside. The adventurous side of me wanted to pull over and explore. In Texas, however, giving in to impulses like that could get a person shot. So, I settled for a picture instead.