Quick treetuesday post....a month ago (on Mother's Day ;0) walking through Brooklyn heights. It was a beautiful day, lots of people out, including gardendaughter and gardengent and moi.
Lots of pics that day (future post) but came upon this wonderful old plane tree (aka Sycamore) on one of the streets. Oh, it's had an interesting life for certain. If only trees could talk. His (her?) wounds are real, but thankfully, they looked healed over, leaving a sort of Picasso-like shape and one-eyed face.
