Finally one day I actually drove home, got my camera, returned to where the tree was, braved crossing a very busy street and started to take photos. Drat it All! I had left home with my camera but failed to retrieve the photo memory card that was still embedded in my computer!
So back home I drove. Unlocked the door to the house, rushed into my office-den-studio-hobby-workroom, removed the memory card from my computer, inserted it into my camera and then rushed back to where the tree, unconcerned about my trials and tribulations, was patiently waiting.
Eventually I took several different photos from several different angles and locations, even crossed the busy street yet again in order to get photos from the backside of the tree. That last part was not such a good idea as the vacant lot was overgrown with brush and weeds and full of sand burs.
I ended up with those thorny stickers on my tennis shoes, my socks, the hem of my skirt and even on the underside of my skirt . . . which I discovered uncomfortably later, when I went to sit down in the seat of my car and felt pin like jabs at the back of my knees.
But it was worth it. I at last had the photos that for 7 long years I had yearned to capture. I chose the one with the best angle and did some cropping and editing but I think you can see where I'm going with this.
Please stay tuned to see the vision I've held so dearly for over 7 years . . .