I shot this in Quebec, before we finally got snow. I took a lot of photos of trees on our various hikes. This path through a stand of conifers had a mysterious, dreamlike quality. I believe the trees are pines and hemlocks, but I don’t really remember.
There are some giants in these woods. I can’t figure out how they survived so long without being chopped. Every time I see one, I have to stop and admire its presence and tenacity.
This tree looked like something out of a fairy tale – the scary kind.
This was the biggest one of all, an ancient maple.
And, bonus, it was hollow inside!
There were few old hemlocks, too. So stately.
Trees are always an essential element of my winter hiking experiences.
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