Category Archives: Trees

Royal Poinciana: Sunday Trees, May 20, 2018

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These glorious trees are still blooming all over town. I want to stop and photograph every one I see, but usually resist.

For Becca’s Sunday Trees prompt.

Royal Poinciana: Sunday Trees

 

 

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I had to pull off the road to snap this beauty.  I’d passed it at least four times in the past week, thinking every time that I had to photograph it.  This time I did so, shooting against the sun with my iPhone 6 as my beloved Canon is recently deceased and much-mourned.  I actually got 4 or 5 views from different angles that I liked, but I think this is my favorite.  The much larger Royal Poinciana Tree at the front of my house hasn’t come into full bloom so far, perhaps because the electric company had to take a machete to it since it was growing too close to the wires. I think the trees at lower elevations than mine are blooming early this year and very abundantly.  I’ve seen several others I want to capture as well.

For Becca’s Sunday Trees, a bit late this week.

Upside Down Tree: Sunday Trees, April 1, 2018

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I had to stop and take a photo of this tree that to me looks like an upside down tree—as though someone cut it off another tree and stuck it into the ground upside down.  Seems perfect for April Fool’s Day!

Sunday Trees

For Becca’s Sunday Trees.

Sunday Trees, Mar 11, 2018

I love this single tree on this little point of land backed up by some of the thousands of white pelicans that hang out near the fishery in Petatan  on Lake Chapala. Click on photo to enlarge.

For Sunday Trees

Palm Tree: Sunday Trees, Mar 11, 2018

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I love this silhouette of the fruiting bundle on a palm tree in front of my open-ended garage.  It is the sight that greets me each time I drive into the garage and I finally got a photo of it.

For the Sunday Trees prompt.

Fruitless

 

 

Fruitless

I’m a branch of the family wild and free.
My branches are wide but there’s no fruit on me.
My roots go down deeply. They’re seeking a place
to spread underground while leaving a trace
of what is below by what’s stretched to the skies.
Each leaf is a word that lives and then dries,
pressed onto paper, preserved and collected—
read if I’m lucky, pondered and dissected.

I’ve spawned no additions to the family tree.
Only my words will live after me.

The prompt today is branch.

Sunday Trees, Feb 4. 2018

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Sunday blue skies,
Sunday calm
under a towering
ocean palm.

 

For  Becca’s Sunday Tree challenge.

The Egret Tree: Sunday Trees 324 , Jan 28, 2018

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There is usually at least one of these mammoth trees with resident herons in every little village around the lake.  It can be a noisy proposition, especially if its inhabitants are night herons, but in this case, it is snowy egrets, another sort of heron, that inhabit Grandmother tree.  For close-up photos of egrets and chicks, go HERE.

For the Sunday Trees 324 prompt.

Trees and Former Tree: Sunday Trees, Jan 28, 2018

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Aren’t they glad this piece of driftwood didn’t make it up to the wall?

For Becca’s Sunday Trees