Trees, nature's condos for the little guys, are not just a pretty picture. Squirrels, birds, and bugs count on them for a place to live. (I know the lens is about trees and not art. But I love that face-in-the-trees illusion artwork. Don't you?
Tick tock goes the clock And what now shall we play ? Tick tock goes the clock Now summer’s gone away ? Tick tock goes the clock And what then shall we see ? Tick tock until the day That thou shalt marry me