Perhaps I was more in tune with it all since I had just finished reading The Overstory by Richard Powers. I was listening for the whispers of the ancient ones and cognizant of all of their gaping scars. Were some screaming at me in some silent horror at our killing of the planet?
Hubby was the one to notice the texture of this ancient tree along the path. And I am embarrassed that I did not identify it in the photo.
You have to get in closer to see what hubby saw.
Some sapsucker was enjoying a gargantuan meal. But we went on a while longer as the hike was not over. There was a secret message left by another tree hugger along the path at our feet.
We headed back to the car and back home for some hot tea or cocoa!