The Dancing Trees! At least that's what I call them. They're across the street from the motel we always stay at whenever we visit Antlers. Was heartwarming to see them again. (I know, I'm a bit strange.)


Speaking of strange, there's one strange tree just beyond our property line. Not sure what caused it to grow like this...


I also snapped a picture of this oddity in the same vicinity. Hmmm...mental note...might have to triangle this area off and call it Bermuda.



We're on our way to Pocohontas, Illinois with a load of cellophane. Wonder why my friend Francine popped into my mind just now? Those who know Francine will probably understand why. I can just imagine what she might have to say about cellophane!

And on that note, I'll sign off for the night. ;)