I loved this big stump I found at the hacienda in Guanajuato. It has so many stories to tell, from the rocks that have been soaked up in its growth to the patches of grass it has sprouted to the prettily arranged string caught up in its cragginess. It is like a mountain for ants, with all sorts of adventures in store for them.

For Becca’s Sunday Trees.
I think about such things too.
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What a remarkable tribute to a tree still nurturing life.
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I always want to take photos of tree stumps for the same reason, but my photos do not come out as well as yours!!!
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Keep clicking. One will come out in the end. Many times I take five or six of the sam subject and throw away the duds.
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Ohhhh, if that stump could share its stories!! Thank you for sharing!
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