Monday, January 23, 2006
A mighty tree at the edge of the farm property on Swanberg road is a commanding presence. I'm terrible at determining the age of trees, but this is very old.
This tree has seen many changes. It surely shaded the Pottawatomie, as their hunting parties would have passed through here on their way to the Rock River.
This particular morning hoarfrost has visited again, tipping the edges of the braches with millions of tiny white crystals.