When I stand next to my tree, I feel like a tiny ant. The tree is like a giant mushroom when I look up. The tree has rough bark. There are not a lot of skinny branches on my tree. My tree is an oak tree that used to have two raccoons living in it.
The tree I picked is about 300 years old. It is firmly planted in the ground. If I was a squirrel, the tree would be an apartment. Its leaves protect me from rain.
My tree is elaborate.
Markers on Paper "9"X12"
Return to Main Page