One will never again
look at a birch tree,
after the Robert Frost poem,
in exactly the same way.
...Paul Muldoon
I have always like the white bark on birch trees. These are our neighbor's trees that unfortunately will be taken down. Sadly, they are dying. I hope they replant. I enjoy seeing them.
A glorious capture of the white birch trees against the blue sky! So sorry to hear these trees are dying. Yes, I hope your neighbours plant some replacements, for everyone's sake! Fav
Ian