Last year I published two posts about tree faces:
I look for them when I’m out walking my dog, Bella. They’re not hard to spot in the wooded area we live in. It’s a silly pastime, I know, but it’s fun to anthropomorphize them.
In this post, I feature “micro” tree faces. I discovered them in the bark of a large Douglas fir in the park down the street, only because my dog did not want to walk one day last week. Arthritis is affecting her legs and some days are worse than others. Poor girl laid down mid-walk, in a grassy area adjacent to this tree. I let her rest.
Here’s the tree. It’s the one on the right.
It’s a tall one, stretching against the blue sky and competing for sun with the cedar beside it.
Here are some of the faces that live within its bark.