The photo above is of the Guemes Island Rd. on Guemes Island in Washington State. It's one of my very favorite places.
The tree below is in my neighborhood and it reminded me of the big central tree in Hobbiton, New Zealand.
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Source: Poetry (August 1913).