From the other side this sycamore looks solid and nearly invincible. When walking around it you quickly discover there’s a gap at least 5 feet in length, exposing the inside of the tree.
Among The White Giants
On a bright, warm winter day I found myself in the company of white giants reaching for the deep blue sky. It was about 60 degrees fahrenheit but the naked sycamores and the hard light reminded me not to get used to the weather.
Goldfinch in Sycamore
This gold finch, in winter plumage, was feasting on the seeds of a sycamore tree near the James River. It was rather far away and very high up in the tree but I was able to zoom in and crop the photo to produce this image.