I had to sketch my favorite tree for this one. I haven't seen many or really, any of these in the part of Georgia where I live...yet, back home in Utah, I recall spending lot's of time in the mountains in the groves of the Quaking Aspen watching the leaves dance in the wind, but seeing the white barked trunks as friendly pillars to walk through...and some, even to leave your mark upon if you remembered your pocket-knife.
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