This is a picture I shot back on April 1, 2006. There was a storm approaching from the west, and this pine seemingly is standing defiant, as if to say, "Bring it on! I've faced worse than you!" I also wonder about the stump beside it. Why was it taken down, while its partner lives on beside the dusty road on the Colorado prairie?
Sometimes, the most mundane and ordinary things have a story to tell, if only one stops long enough to listen and ponder.