Summer is here. I've continued to make trips into the forest where I grew up. I thought this week I would find and measure my first 150 foot tree, but the poplars seem to be maxing out in the 130 foot range so far. Although a little disappointed, the trees are becoming familiar and friends. The forest continues to amaze me, every trip reveals something different. Yesterday I saw a cottonwood tree, which may not seem all that special, but seeing it transported me instantly into New Mexico and Nevada. I guess that's the joy of travel, it's with you all the time, even when not actually present...
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