Gracie and I got back in the truck and headed down another dirt road (without the spider I may add). Our last stop was at a clearing in the woods. You could just picture Bambi and Thumper prancing through here looking for berries. Apparently, that is exactly what happens here, when I came across this old homemade tree stand in this grand oak. I love the way the weathered wood works up the tree, the resurrection fern growing and climbing up the tree. It looks like it has been along time since anyone has used this stand, but I can almost picture them with their back propped against the tree and rifle in hand.
Well, I hope my ramblings have not bored you, I just feel the need to write and I think everyone should take the time to see the beauty in the details. Until next time, take care.