There is a tremendous amount going on in our lives at the moment that i can not share....but life has been put on a kind of hold. I am off to the UK on Thursday and will catch up with writer friends, celebrate my middle ds's 13th birthday in Dublin, visit Cornwall, and spend a weekend in London with my eldest. All of these are really exciting but my heart is gripped in a vice at present. Thankfully it is not illness but it touches all aspects of our lives.
Enough of that.......on our trip to the mountains it was wonderful to reacquaint myself with some things I had almost forgotten like the plastic bag trees. Unfortunately I didn't capture any of these on camera but they are a robust tree with a tap root that goes down as far as 60 metres. It is a real desert mountain sight and invariably they bloom with different coloured plastic bags left behind by the human population.
As for goat trees, I think the picture says it all.