They show the effects of those times when nature went on a rampage. Some lean only slightly, others to a much greater degree. Some have taken on odd shapes that add a touch of humor to the landscape. These stir our imaginations. Trees, just as humans, respond to their environment.
Outside forces shape their appearance.
Some seem to have reached old age with no set-backs, while others clearly struggled but never gave up. Nature is a great teacher and as all these thoughts passed through my mind the charges and counter-charges of the 2000 election were replaced by a remembrance from the past. I was about 9 years old the year my Daddy entered a local bowling tournament. He had survived and was at the top of the scoreboard on that fall Sunday when the other finalists would determine if he would be the bowler of the year in our town. All he could do was wait.