I was driving down the gravel road by my house to photograph the wintry woodlands (see also Part 1, posted yesterday):
Stands of Red Pines had been planted on former potato fields in many places, and now stood tall:
My Amish neighbor had been sawing logs into lumber and stacking it in a large field he'd cleared. I don't know what he intends to use it all for, but he sure is ambitious:
Baby Beech trees clustered at the feet of taller Maples and Aspens:
Red and White Pines, with hardwoods mixed in:
Most of this land was once farm fields, but it is now growing up into woodlands. Only one large plot, which belongs to my Amish neighbor, has been changed back from woodlands to farm fields:
Another neighbor harvests Maple sap for syrup each spring and the lines were up all over the place, just waiting for the weather to break:
This stand of Staghorn Sumac was colorful against the blue sky and fronted by a barbed wire fence:
Another large stand of Red Pines:
The golden leafed Beech trees were especially beautiful, dusted with snow and contrasted with the white Birch trunks and Pine trees:
More of the mysterious, needle-less conifers. I'll try to remember to investigate and identify them when the weather warms up - if I can find them again, that is:
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