The golf course is closed for the season, opened for walking... and a visit to this large Sycamore... spaciously branching in multi-colored patches... spiky balls of seeds swinging on the wind... with birds enjoying the ride... and the food...
I stand below the crown and watch... each branch, each spiky ball, and each bird...
... makes me think: How would it be up-there?... in this colorful world, with these lovely birds... enchanting...
