I was taking the long way home from Collbran, across the De Beque cut off when I spotted these trees all lined up on a hill. They looked like old men just wiling away the day, with nothing better to do than make up fishing stories and gossip about nothing.
I was taking the long way home from Collbran, across the De Beque cut off when I spotted these trees all lined up on a hill. They looked like old men just wiling away the day, with nothing better to do than make up fishing stories and gossip about nothing.