Ann and I both noticed it as we rounded the curve of the pasture headed back toward the house in our morning walk: the old apple tree is leaning more than it has been. The hollow trunk gives way, its branches like arms reach toward Nameless Creek, as if in prayer, lifted up even as the old tree slowly lies down to die.
haunting photo and thoughts! i was just close to your neck of the woods….my parents and i were in giles county and at claytor lake for the weekend exploring and then i came home from there. i noticed a lot of trees doing the same thing along a trail that we walked that followed the new river. they all seemed to be leaning towards the river.
very nice. I take photos of the dying hemlocks in the Smokies but have not found a way to capture the spirit or essence of the tree as you have mastered in this image.