Woodlands
Truthfully, I decided to join in the fun because the woodlands here in Arizona- dry old Arizona- are much different than the lush greenery that I was used to growing up in Southeastern Minnesota. I grew up in farmland, but we had the woods outside our elementary school and the woods out behind the Foster's house. There were little stands of trees that we considered "woodlands". These lush, green, overgrown areas were a land of fun for pre-teenagers to run around in both day and night.
Arizona is somewhat different. Notice, even our elk look dry and brittle (though they are not!).
When I first moved to Arizona from the lush greenery of the Midwest farming belt, I thought Arizona was ugly. Shades of green (my favorite color) were much more appealing than shades of brown and tan. However, over the intervening 30 years (it's really that long ago folks...) I've re-tuned my measure of beautiful. These woods have beauty that is only theirs and so now I can look at these very different photos and still see Our Beautiful World, even here.
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