When I came upon this burl on my walk, I felt compelled to make a photograph. I was able to find a composition that reflected my experience that morning, the dappled light, the diversity of species, the action of time. The burl is significantly larger than the diameter of the trunk itself. At some point, this tree will fall to the woodland floor, where perhaps a woodcarver will find the old burl and turn it (quite literally) into a work of art. It sure would be interesting to see what the wood looks like on the inside. Highly figured burl wood is not something that can be mass produced and each example is unique. Kind of like a darkroom print or a polaroid in that regard.
