There is a tree in our yard. Two trees, in fact. They grow together, wrapping their roots around each other and tricking the eye into thinking they are one tree until closer inspection.
They are two kinds of crab apples, their trunks so close they are like one.
Every season, they produce a new kind of pretty.
Blossoms and tiny leaves in spring, full and green in summer, bright orange and red in fall, and gray-black branches a contrast against winter snow.
And every season, I capture them with my camera.