Trees, trees, trees!

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I LOVE trees. One of the things I really appreciate about France is the way they obviously love and respect trees too. Today’s post showcases some of the many beautiful trees we’ve seen since we’ve been here.

Everybody prunes their plane trees but this little village did not and it’s especially noticeable because they tend to be late budders. Or maybe they’re dead.
And they work around them when they build as if to say, “you are of the highest importance here.”
  • Two very old olive trees…
  • ,,,right next to each other.
Sometimes all you need is one little glowing tree to brighten up the whole garden.
Lines of trees are planted between crops to help protect them from the strong Mistral winds.
This is just wrong! So many beautiful trees everywhere and somebody has planted these artificial ones right next to the canal.
We think these are redbud trees and when you get a group of them together like this in front of a clear blue sky, it just takes your breath away.
I think it’s interesting how all of these plane trees seems to get pruned in the same way, i.e., the center branches are cut out of them so they look like an upside down umbrella.
According to our guide, these are apple trees. I’ve never seem them grown this way, between wooden posts and wires like grape vines.

“No dogs allowed.” (Maybe somebody should close the gate. What if the dogs can’t read?)
Now pruning like this takes talent!
Wonderful trees but road could use a little work!
Still my favorite trees.
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2 thoughts on “Trees, trees, trees!”

  1. Wow wow wow Joyce! Just stunning! Loving your creative and unique photos as well as your funny quips to go along with them!

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  2. The trees were beautiful . You captured several different types and all were manicured so well. Gotta love the French people. They are a proud people and rightly so. They and their country have so much to offer. Loved this blog Aunt Joyce. Thank you.

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