It is March and still snowing. We spend lots of time in the forest, walking, snowshoeing, and skiing. The landscapes are intimate, austere, I find them revealing of the bones of the forest. One aspect of perpetual interest is tree bark, each tree is different, each tree's experience is individual and the bark reflects this life. I striate my pots surfaces in much the same fashion. Here are some barks that caught my eye today.
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