61/365 (March 2, 2010) – When I lived in the North I never noticed birch trees unless I was looking for fire starter. Then I moved to the coast and suddenly noticed that there were no birch trees. You never know what you have until it’s gone?
Hanging out in Thunder Bay with my girlfriend, the birch trees were plentiful and holding their bare white branches to the clear blue sky, waiting for the warmth of spring to come before they burst forth into leaf.
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