A birch tree in my front yard. It was set-upon by some kind of insect infestation a few years ago and, rather than cut it down, I trimmed it and left it standing.
The photo was taken about fifteen minutes after sunset.
In PS I adjusted brightness and contrast, cropped and resized for upload.
The title is a deliberate mis-quote of a line in the poem by Joyce Kilmer.
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