Attended a photography workshop up in Crescent City, CA this past weekend with one of the spots being at Damnation Creek Trail. It is well known for fog and blooming rhododendron flowers (when in bloom.) During the workshop, we didn't have much luck with foggy mornings but on my drive home it was foggy so I stopped to get some pictures.
I'd be the first to admit that this isn't really a very good photograph, but it does show one of the ways in which people have used trees in the past.
I came across this #ThickTrunkTuesday specimen in Victoria, and it bears a clearly-defined scar from where somebody, once upon a time, used it to make a bark canoe.
Presumably, this tree was already pretty well grown before whitefella arrived on the scene and changed the traditional ways of doing things... forever.
A pathway protected by metal railings, a barrier for the vibrant array of flowers, yet they endure. Their petals burst forth, a display of nature's tenacity against the man-made confines. Against all odds, they bloom, painting a picture of resistance and beauty.