you hairy tree

Hiking weather has begun again, and this means I get to spend time oggling the bizarre sights of the Pacific Northwest.

Where I come from, trees do not grow hair

They do not need a barber.

They do not try to look like a polar bear.

Not even green polar bear.

I would like to say, even though these trees freak the bejeezus out of me, I would like to hug each of them. I would also like an awesome moss wall of my very own,

or at least some moss graffiti.