I have always been attracted to gnarled, deformed trees. I like a tree that is scary, mysterious, and alive. This oak was found near Lynx Creek while hiking, just north of Lynx Lake. The arms of the tree are twisted and look like tentacles searching for a victim. Maybe I should write fiction, it would certainly be a nice break from scholarly writing. Perhaps the strong Spring-time winds shaped this tree?
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