Birch Tree

I was out riding around with my person.
Still wearing my bow tie.
I can’t help it I like my bow tie.
We took a short cut that we usually don’t take and spotted this downed birch tree.
I went over and investigated.
Buried in the roots of the tree was all this glass.
I found a few very dirty pieces that I dug out and saved.
I found this old rusty wire coil.
I saved it and brought it home.
You just never know when a rusty coil of wire will be useful.
I can see why the tree fell over.
It was hollowed out and rotted.
I gathered some of the white bark.
I wasn’t in any hurry so I scampered around the tree.
I had enough fun.
Time to go home.
These are the two pieces of glass I saved.