Dead Zone

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.