Trees and their Faces

You are about to go on an adventure with me. You’ll need your creative imagination. Think back to seeing objects in clouds as a child. Here, I’ll share with you the faces I see in…wood. Most are fallen trees and branches that have had time to build character. Bear with me, I think you’ll enjoy it.

This guy has quite the hair-do and needs to see a dentist.

Most of what I find are profiles. This one, facing left, has the complete package…an eye, mouth, nose, AND horn on top of its head.

This one is a little more vague, peeking out of the grasses. But I DO see an eye, nose hole, and mouth line.

This may be the best one I’ve ever seen. It’s not a profile, it actually has TWO eyes, a nose, and a mouth. In hindsight, I wish I had taken another view of it to show how important the angle is for this one.

This is another rare, two-eyed face. Unfortunately, it got into a fight and seems to have a black eye behind its long nose.

Now that I’ve got you “seeing” what I see…here is a pretty clear one.

Here’s an interesting one. Or is it two? At first glance, it SEEMS like the same piece of wood.

This one is literally screaming and looking at me as it comes out of the wood.

Two similar ones, but the lower one is thirsty.

This one reminds me of the head of a dinosaur.

Again the complete package of eye, nose hole, horns, and mouth.

Skeleton ostrich head?

Eye, mouth, little horn on top.

Some horns come out the side.

Face? or…giant clothespin.

Some definitely require more imagination…lol.

Eye, mouth, and…an ARM?? Crawling out of the tree!

This one, at a different angle, looks like two fighting with their mouths.

Such big eyes you have.

A sleek one with a mushed-up mouth.

Sleeping Beauty.

October is just around the corner and with that…Halloween!

Thank you all for being loyal followers of this blog over the past several years. It is with great sadness that I announce this to be my last post on this website. It has just gotten WAY too expensive. I will be searching for more affordable ways to share my images with you, my loyal fans, so stay tuned! Creativity is IN the AIR!! lol.

Tree Roots

According to Wikipedia here is a definition of roots.

“In vascular plants, the roots are the organs of a plant that are modified to provide anchorage for the plant and take in water and nutrients into the plant body, which allows plants to grow taller and faster. They are most often below the surface of the soil, but roots can also be aerial or aerating, that is, growing up above the ground or especially above water.

The major functions of roots are absorption of water, plant nutrition, and anchoring of the plant body to the ground.”

This post is more a collection of a tree’s RSA as defined, again by Wikipedia, below.

“In its simplest form, the term root system architecture (RSA) refers to the spatial configuration of a plant’s root system. This system can be extremely complex and is dependent upon multiple factors such as the species of the plant itself, the composition of the soil, and the availability of nutrients. Root architecture plays the important role of providing a secure supply of nutrients and water as well as anchorage and support.

The configuration of root systems serves to structurally support the plant, compete with other plants, and uptake nutrients from the soil. Roots grow to specific conditions, which, if changed, can impede a plant’s growth. For example, a root system that has developed in dry soil may not be as efficient in flooded soil, yet plants are able to adapt to other changes in the environment, such as seasonal changes.

Now that the science is out of the way, let’s move on to the art of RSAs. Trees are fascinating organisms and have evolved to survive in some pretty harsh environments.

 

This pair is clinging to the edge of Thompson Creek in Oak Creek Canyon just north of Sedona, AZ. This is a creek prone to different water heights depending on the time of year, amount of snow in higher elevations, monsoon amounts, etc.

This tree can be found in East Clear Creek near Williams, AZ. Again prone to different water levels. I’ve seen these roots completely submerged as often as I’ve seen them dry.

Some of the craziest root systems I’ve ever seen have been here at Crater Lake National Park in Oregon. To me, these trees look like they are trying to run away. They are nowhere NEAR water as the lake is hundreds of feet below.

More from Crater Lake…

These are also Crater Lake.

This tree was found outside of a school in Phoenix, AZ.

These two are trees found at the bottom of Grand Canyon on the Havasupai Indian Reservation. Look how high that root system below is!

This tree is near Asheville, NC. You can see the small lake right behind it.

This crazy thing was found at Tehachapi Mountain Park in the hills outside of Bakersfield, CA.

This root was found in the jungle near Gamboa, Panama. I’m honestly not sure if this is a tree root or from some sort of plant.

These two sets of surface roots were found in San Diego, CA.

And finally, this set of what looks like smashed lizards or salamanders was also found in San Diego.

I hope you enjoyed this post!

Tree Trunks

My next topic in the theme of trees is tree trunks. These can mostly be broken up into two categories: shapes and patterns. Here are some of the crazy-shaped trunks I’ve encountered.

There are several different types of tree trunks. 1) Single Trunk Trees; 2) Multi-trunk Trees; 3) Clonal Coppices (or trees with sprouts from the base; 4) Clonal Colonies (ie: Aspen trees); 5) Conjoined and Hugging Trees; 6) Fallen Trees;  and 7) Banyan-like trees; to get us started.

I can’t tell if this one has one trunk or several sprouting from the one. Or are they just very large branches…?

This Ponderosa pine was hit by lightning.

I can’t even begin to explain what happened to this tree.

The bark of some of the trees I’ve encountered appears to be shedding paper.

A Banyon type tree.

What the…?!? Several…trunks?

Colorful palm tree trunks.

Yikes! Is this tree OK??

A clever yet natural way to keep things from climbing up this tree.

A tree trunk that seems to have had some trouble heading in the right direction.

Some crazy trunks in San Diego.

Old fallen trunks can be so beautiful. The following images show close-ups of patterns and designs etched into old, fallen tree trunks.

 

Moss of various colors also collects on tree trunks.

   

Some tree trunks close-up have amazing texture, patterns, design, and lines.

This tree was turned into a shrine of sorts in Dubar Square in Kathmandu.

Trees

I found the keyword trees and figured it would be a pretty straightforward post. I was wrong. As I sifted through the images I saw too many I wanted to share. Thus, this will be a  four-part series throughout September. I’ll begin with trees, move to trunks, roots, and finally the faces I find in trees as I wander.

Trees are truly unique. If you’ve ever read The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein you’ll get a glimpse as to how versatile they are.

The structure of a tree is used to keep track of families.

They house wildlife.

They break and land on houses in extreme weather events.

The Ponderosa Pine Trees like to collect snow during a storm and then, as the air warms, drop it in clumps onto the ground or to house roofs with a sometimes alarming thud.

I used this tree as a bike rack.  I locked my bike to it after using it as a shuttle vehicle for a Verde River float.

Palm trees grow randomly on beaches from dropped coconuts.

They can be used as posts for hammocks.

They change color!!

They don’t live forever. But some seem to.

Yosemite National Park has a few Giant Sequoia groves. And by groves I mean maybe 8-10 trees in an area.    Also known as the giant redwood or Sierra redwood can be found naturally only in groves on the western slopes of the Sierra Nevada mountain range of California. 

The Giant sequoia grows to an average height of 164–279 ft with trunk diameters ranging from 20–26 ft. Giant sequoias are among the oldest living organisms on Earth. The oldest known giant sequoia is 3,200 years old.

Wood from mature giant sequoias is fibrous and brittle, trees would often shatter after they were felled. The wood was unsuitable for construction and instead used for fence posts or match sticks. The giant sequoia is a very popular ornamental tree in many parts of the world. The species is named in honor of the Cherokee Chief Sequoyah.

I crouched to get through this one that was lying on its side.

There was a sign with a picture of a stagecoach driving through this one.

Most aspens grow in large clonal colonies, derived from a single seedling, and spread by means of root suckers. New stems in the colony may appear from 100–130 ft from the parent tree. Each individual tree can live for 40–150 years above ground, but the root system of the colony is long-lived. In some cases, this is for thousands of years, sending up new trunks as the older trunks die off above ground. There is a colony in Utah that has been estimated to be as old as 80,000 years. Some aspen colonies become very large with time, spreading about 3 ft per year, eventually covering many hectares. They are able to survive forest fires, because the roots are below the heat of the fire, and new sprouts appear after the fire burns out. Given their clonal nature, Aspen groves are believed to be the largest living organism on the planet.

I found these two trees in Yosemite as well. Both growing out of the granite.

It’s just a cool shot. Dead trees, blue sky…

This path through Henry Horton State Park in Tennessee is a beautiful walk among the trees.

 

A banyan is a fig tree that develops accessory trunks from aerial prop roots, allowing the tree to spread outwards indefinitely. These roots mature into thick, woody trunks, which can become indistinguishable from the primary trunk with age. These aerial roots can become very numerous. The Kolcatta (Calcutta) Banyan, which has been tracked carefully for many years, currently has 2,880 supplementary trunks. Such prop roots can be sixty feet in height. Old trees can spread laterally by using these prop roots to grow over a wide area. In some species, the prop roots develop over a considerable area that resembles a grove of trees, with every trunk connected directly or indirectly to the primary trunk.

I’ll end with snow and ice-encased Ponderosa pine trees on the San Francisco Peaks in Flagstaff.

Sticker Collections around the World

 

Stickers can come in many different shapes and sizes and also vary widely in color and design. They are often stuck to items such as lunchboxes, signs, lockers, notebooks, walls, cars, or windows, used as name tags, and so on. R. Stanton Avery is credited with creating the first self-adhesive sticker in 1935.

The following is a collection of stickers I have discovered in my travels around the world.

In Chama, New Mexico, while on an Arizona Highways Photo Workshop, I found these motorcycles plastered with stickers from their riding adventures. The riders have spent a LOT of time and miles on these bikes.

In Gatlinburg, Tennessee we ate at a restaurant that seems to have invited folks to share their stickers on their windows. My favorite was the Hopi Radio sticker from right here in Arizona.

 

These two collections were found in New York City last summer.

These two were in Marin County in northern California.

The surf town of Bolinas, CA.

My hometown of Flagstaff, Arizona, and Arizona Snow Bowl.

Snow Bowl

Denver, CO

Morro Bay, CA

Tea houses on our Everest Base Camp Trek in Nepal.

San Diego, CA

And finishing where I started, another cross-continent motorcycle found at the South Rim, Grand Canyon.

Animals along the Way

This is part of my Along the Way collection of posts I made last year following our 50-day road trip from Flagstaff to southern Arizona, across Texas to New Orleans. North through Tennessee, North Carolina, and Ohio before heading to Nebraska, Denver, and home. The following are some of the animals we encountered…along the way.

Our journey began with three nights in Portal, AZ in the southeast corner of the state. The friends we stayed with were caring for a property with horses, a big black lab, and…

…a deer population that looked for food regularly. This Red-Tail Hawk was seen on our way home from feeding the animals.

Our next stop was South Llano River State Park outside Junction, TX.

As the afternoon shadows grew longer I heard some rustling in the bushes. Lo and behold out waddled this little guy. They can’t see well but seem to figure out where to go with their noses.

The diets of armadillos consist mainly of insects, grubs, and other invertebrates. Some species, however, feed almost entirely on ants and termites.

They are prolific diggers. Many species use their sharp claws to dig for food, and to dig dens. Armadillos have very poor eyesight and use their keen sense of smell to hunt for food. They use their claws for digging and finding food, as well as for making their homes in burrows. 

Being out in the Springtime allowed us to watch this squirrel family practice their tree-climbing skills under Mama’s watchful eye.

On to Galveston after a few days in Houston. The beach of Padre Island was beautiful. However, after one night of crazy winds, we left and went to Harlingen.

My favorite bird is the pelican. The fossil record shows that the pelican lineage has existed for at least 36 million years; the oldest known pelican fossil was found in late Egypt. I love how they line up along the shore waves and fly in formation only centimeters above the water. 

On to New Orleans!

These two shaggy mutts were enjoying the first jazz parade down Bourbon Street since Covid.

The horse-drawn wagons were up and running again as well.

At our campground in Fountainbleau State Park, across from NOLA, on the causeway that spans Lake Ponchatrain, in the bathroom stall, I found this little fella. You just don’t see that in Arizona.

In Mississippi, we visited Ellen’s sister who was staying at a home that had this guy out in the yard.

I had to Google what this was. A crawdad home.

While staying at Davis Lake Campground, I got to witness the hunting adventures of this Great Blue Heron. An appetizer of snake followed by a main course of fish.

In Tennessee, Henry Horton State Park provided us with some bird and reptile life.

Walking around the neighborhood at our friend’s house near Asheville, North Carolina found these feathered friends.

My cousin’s home in Hillsborough, NC had some characters.

It also had a snake keeping an eye on the local rodent population.

Our final two stops were the family farm in Nebraska where we had the great fortune of learning the finer arts of beekeeping.

We donned bees suits, pulled the honey frames, and spun them to extract the pure, golden, delicious honey,

Last stomp, my brother’s home in Denver where he has created a bomb-proof pen to protect these birds.

Nebraska Dust Storm

On Thursday, May 12, 2022, we were heading home from our epic 50-day road trip I’ve written about extensively in this blog. We were coming from Iowa City and had two more stops to make; St. Paul, Nebraska, and Denver, Colorado.

The following text is excerpted from my travel journal. The journal is usually made up of bullet point details to keep information organized for future trips and/or add details to photographs. However, that storm generated this detailed account.

From the travel journal with slight edits for easier reading:

Route: Interstate 80 to Omaha then Hwy 92 to St. Paul. 36 mph wind gusts. 92 was a two-lane road, passing large trucks and their wind was scary. Omaha is big. It was hazy, windy, and dusty the whole way. Not as hot as Iowa but the truck temperature reading was still 100 degrees.

PM: Judy texted to say a storm just blew through. High winds, hail, lightning tree damage, and rain.

By the time we encountered it, it had turned into a massive dust storm that swallowed the sun. We pulled over at Rising City to wait it out. We faced north, it was coming from the south.

 

The sky turned to night with black dust and dirt pounding Coyote Hawk. The truck shook,  luckily damaging hail skipped us. It was over pretty quick.

 

As it grew lighter the rain started and we hit the road.

We took the navigation system down to find a local radio station and, as expected, the tornado warnings were beeping. Not that there WAS a tornado but that a storm capable of causing one was on the march. The NWS (National Weather Service) said a severe thunderstorm was moving at 65 mph NE of Columbus. That was north of us as we took off.

Whew. That was crazy. Everyone parks in garages here because of hail. And they have storm shelters. (End journal entry)

Having grown up in the Phoenix area in the ’70’s I was accustomed to dust storm alerts and knew what to do. Dust in the Valley, however, is a light desert tan, not black topsoil from farms. Apparently, that was just a normal spring day in Nebraska! Yikes!

Once we got to our destination and popped the camper up we found dirt for days! We found dirt in places we didn’t know existed…?

 

Bikes and all their Parts

One of my favorite photographic collections is bicycles or just bikes. Bicycles imply two wheels and some in my collection have three.

I have three bicycles: a mountain bike, a cyclocross bike (think road bike meets mountain bike), and a folding bike for travel. The following images will show you how unique bicycles can be and how very creative we humans are.

I love bikes because they are so functional,  have so many parts to them that call to my sense of design and pattern, and are just plain fun.

And just to be clear, I haven’t grasped the E-Bike craze yet so the ones you see here are all human-powered.

These two images were taken in New Orleans last year on our epic 50-day road trip East. We happened to be in the city during a Jazz Festival and found live music and artists throughout the Latin Quarter.

Our Christmas tree decorations include several bicycles. We found this one in the Amana Colonies outside of Iowa City on our epic road trip last year. We left it there.

Moving closer to home, these two images were found in the Phoenix area.

While walking the artisan district of Cave Creek, AZ I spotted this beach cruiser acting as a sign for a local gallery.

While at the Phoenix Chinese Festival one spring I found this rig locked up. I’m assuming the owner is of the homeless population and has a nice way to get around.

Moving on to California, we’ll start in Novato, north of San Francisco, and end up in San Diego.

This little tricycle was in the corner of my cousin’s home in Novato. Because there is nothing in the image to show its size it could very well be a real bike for a real kid. But it isn’t. It’s only about 18 inches high and clearly a decoration.

Moving down the coast to the classic beach cruiser, found in the classic beach towns of  Stinson Beach and Bolinas.

A  beach cruiser typically combines balloon tires, an upright seating posture, a single-speed drivetrain, and steel construction with expressive styling. It is common to customize them with accessories including fenders, lights, and saddle bags.

Cruisers were the most popular bicycle in the United States from the early 1930s through the 1950s, and have enjoyed renewed popularity since the late 1990s.

This surfer was heading to the breaks in Morro Bay.

And finally, in San Diego, this cruiser was locked to a post. Note the rusty chain.

The next set of images comes from Kathmandu, Nepal. We were there for a few days both before and after our Everest Base Camp trek in October of 2018.

A local bike shop.

Just…wow. The load, the traffic, the lack of space, yikes.

Rickshaw originally denoted a two- or three-wheeled passenger cart and began as a pulled rickshaw, which is generally pulled by one person carrying one passenger. The first known use of the term was in 1879. Over time, cycle rickshaws (also known as pedicabs or trishaws), auto rickshaws, and electric rickshaws were invented, and have replaced the original pulled rickshaws, with a few exceptions for their use in tourism.

In the market sections of Kathmandu bicycles and tricycles were used extensively.

This bike was found in Dubar Square. Oh, the stories it could tell.

I’ll end this bicycle journey back home, or at least close to my beloved Flagstaff.

These are our folding travel bikes.  They literally fold in half and fit behind the front seat of our truck and camper so as not to be easy prey for bike thieves on our adventures. We call them clown bikes because of the little 20-inch tires. In this picture, they are at Grand Canyon.

The simplicity of bicycles is one thing that draws me to them. This is a solid-colored single-speed parked at the University in Flagstaff.

While on a photo workshop recently, we went to a local nursery to photograph flowers. Viola’s is a local favorite because it focuses on flowers that can survive in Flagstaff. I love it because they use bicycles as decoration throughout the property.

Another beautiful cruiser locked up in downtown Flagstaff with its leather seat and grips.

And last but not least, a cruiser bike casting a shadow at a street fair in Cottonwood.

Bikes, they are everywhere. I hope you enjoyed traveling the world with me and going on a bike hunt.

 

Hats

Last week we explored feet and the boots that cover them. This week I’m going to the other end of the body and share with you some hats I’ve discovered over the years.

A hat is a noun and is defined as a shaped covering for the head worn for warmth, sun protection, as a fashion item, or as part of a uniform.

The concept of a broad-brimmed hat with a high crown worn by a rider on horseback can be seen as far back as the Mongolian horsemen of the 13th century. The hat has a tall crown that provides insulation, and a wide brim that provides shade.

This image was taken near Canyon de Chelly and the beautifully beaded hatband caught my eye more than the hat itself. I was there on an Arizona Highways Photo Workshop and this hat belonged to our guide.

This little roper and his hat were taken at the annual Babbit Ranches Colt Sale held in July.

River trip hats are as unique as the individual and a lifesaving part of the needed gear, especially on summer trips through Grand Canyon.

It may be that this “hat” image lies more in the headdress genre but either way, the outfit is magnificent. This image was taken at a Dia de los Muertos celebration at the Phoenix Desert Botanical Gardens in 2019.

Following a morning at the Bolinas, CA tidepools I encountered this character in town at the local coffee shop. He said he got this leather tophat years ago at a Renaissance Fair. He added the fox tails off the back.

My mom with her basket hat at a family picnic a couple of years ago. Leave it to her sister to slam-dunk her head!

Dhaka ko Topi literately means a “headgear made of Dhaka cloth”, a fine cotton cloth once exclusively imported from Dhaka, the present-day capital of Bangladesh.

The Dhaka topi was a part of the Nepalese national dress and a symbol of Nepalese nationality. It became popular during the reign of King Mahendra, who ruled between 1955 and 1972 and made wearing a Dhaka topi mandatory for official photographs for passports and documents. Dhaka Topis are given away as gifts during festivals. They were also worn by government officials as a part of the national dress. 

During our 2018 hike to Everest Base Camp, we came across many hats like the ones above for sale and on the heads of many locals as we rose in elevation and the temperatures cooled.

When I looked up their origin all I could find was how they originated in the Andes under the name Chullo. Chullo is an Andean style of hat with earflaps, made from vicuña, alpaca, llama, or sheep’s wool. Alpaca has wool-like qualities that help to insulate its wearer from the harsh elements in the Andean Mountain region. Chullos often have ear flaps that can be tied under the chin, to further warm the wearer’s head.

Hats have been used in the Andean Mountain region by indigenous peoples for thousands of years. Wearing different types and colors has significance among certain Andean natives. According to Peruvian historian Arturo Jiménez Borja, the Chullo has its origins in the cultural exchange between Spaniards, who incorporated elements of their barrettes and the original hat of the Andeans.

I imagine all of these things are also true in the Himalayan region of Nepal and the hats are made out of Yak fur.

These hats were found in Panama City, Panama in 2017.

Although commonly called “Panama hat” in English, the hat has its origin in Ecuador. Beginning in the early to mid-1600s, hat weaving evolved as a cottage industry along the Ecuadorian coast as well as in small towns throughout the Andean mountain range. Hat weaving and wearing grew steadily in Ecuador through the 17th and 18th centuries. Straw hats woven in Ecuador, like many other 19th- and early 20th-century South American goods, were shipped first to the Isthmus of Panama before sailing for their destinations in Asia, the rest of the Americas, and Europe, subsequently acquiring a name that reflected their point of international sale—”Panama hats”—rather than their place of domestic origin.

A sombrero is a type of wide-brimmed Mexican men’s hat used to shield the face and eyes from the sun. Sombreros, like cowboy hats, were designed in response to the demands of the physical environment. The concept of a broad-brimmed hat worn by a rider on horseback can be seen as far back as the Mongolian horsemen of the 13th century and in the Greek petasos two millennia before that. The exact origin of the Mexican sombrero is unknown, but it is usually accepted that the hat originated with Mestizo cowboys in Central Mexico.
These two images were taken at a Dia de los Muertos celebration in Phoenix.

 

This was another cool hatband on a hat at the Colt Sale near Flagstaff.

On my one and only trip to Boston, I came across a vendor selling baseball caps. I was amazed at the variety of colors available!

Boots

Moving right along. Last week was hands, this week we move down to the feet and what covers them. Again, in no particular order.

Years ago, 2009 to be exact, I got wind of an English Riding event happening at the local county fairgrounds. As I live ten minutes away, I thought it would be a fun place to photograph something different. I love slipping into sub-cultures that are foreign to me. This was definitely one of those experiences. I’m SO not a horse person.

 

In 2020, my family traveled to Pinedale, WY to say goodbye to the father of my daughters who had passed away the previous November. Nothing could be more “Wyoming” than this pair of kids boots.

In 2015 I was in Sedona near Red Rock Crossing for a high school senior shoot. My subject had these boots on and as she was getting into position I fired off a shot. What great boots and clearly worn a LOT.

 

2014 found us in Santa Fe. The next three images were taken in shops along Canyon Road, famous for its art galleries and shops.

I find the artistry and leatherwork of cowboy boots to be rather beautiful.

 

The feet of my niece are in these rain boots as we explore a creek near the family home in Marin County, northern California in 2016.

 

One of my first workshops with Arizona Highways Photo Workshops was in 2014 on a women’s retreat in Sedona. Yes, there were stunning vistas to photograph, but also these great boots of our Jeep Tour guide!

 

The next three images were taken in 2017 at the Babbit Ranches Hashknife Colt sale outside of Flagstaff at their Spider Camp off of Hwy 89.

 

There were some well-loved boots at the auction. And once again, I’m there to shoot horses but found these details just as interesting. Talk about entering a different subculture. The whole thing was quite fascinating. So much so that I went back the next year!

 

I flew into El Paso, TX in 2017 for a photo workshop at White Sands, New Mexico. The other photoguide and I had a day in El Paso to wander around and take photos. these boots were being sold down near the border which quite honestly if I didn’t know I was in the United States, It would be easy to mistake my location for a street of shops just over the border.

 

These beautiful boots were at the 2028 Colt Sale.

 

Last but not least, earlier this year I was at the Desert Botanical Gardens in Phoenix with a dear friend and her son doing his high school senior portraits. He had taken off these boots to switch into his dress clothes and set them on the bench. As he was changing under his graduation gown I spotted them in the light with the background and BAM! I have this image. Talk about well-loved boots.

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