Hidden in the Pines


My apartment complex is riddled with pine trees.  Now, I don’t hate pine trees, but they are not my favorite trees here in the city.  The dog, first the beast and now the zone, insist on crawling under them and of course get stuck.  Their collars and the leash get all tangled up in the pines.  It is awesome; especially, at 10:30 at night when you cannot see what you are doing or what is coming after you as you get down upon your knees to untangle them.  It is awesome.

It is also awesome that for some reason the pine trees around here always seem to smell like cat pee.  I wish that was an exaggeration, but it is not.  Maybe it is too much pine in one place, I’m not sure.  I’ve smelled pine trees before and I don’t recall the cat pee smell, but these…all the time…cat pee.  That is also awesome, because the zone decides to do this dead man stance as she stands there and smells the same little pine needle for fifteen minutes.

Anyway, out of all the pine trees that grace this place, only one stands out.

DSC_0178It stands out, because it is riddled with trumpeter horns.  This is also not my favorite flower.  I’m sure that there are many other colors out there, but all I ever see are the orange ones and they are usually infested with ants.  I’m an outdoorsy girl, but I have my limitations when it comes to bugs.  Still, I liked the way these flowers looked mixed in with the pines.  I hope you do too.

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