rooted
i don’t photograph roots much. while they are certainly interesting, they are not always beautiful (in a traditional kind of way). but this tangle of buckthorn roots had a certain attractiveness i thought. it would have been nice to photograph the whole circular mess, but this was a large rootball, and i couldn’t get high enough above it without a ladder. and i was simply too impatient to get a ladder down from the garage rafters where it lives. buckthorn, as you know, is my nemesis. it is wildly invasive and extremely difficult to eradicate. i am one a one-person mission to do what i can on my three acres. but it is back-breaking work. and i am 59 years old. we will see whose roots are more stubborn.
buckthorn roots (Rhamnus cathartica)
When I looked at this still a second time, something has shifted in my perspective and I see another arrangement; the white pine needles as hair in a ponytail and the hackberry leaves as the back of the head. I think this means something for me, but I’m not sure what.