The Juniper trees, reflect the sun from the slopes they occupy. The textures and twisted shapes tell stories of hardship and endurance- if these old trees could talk!
The trail around Lake Sabrina seem to have different zones for things to grow. It starts as a sagebrush then come the mountain mahogany, some aspen along the drainage, then on the sunny slope as group of Juniper trees. They have a weathered twisted stout trunk, and stocky limbs. I love the textures and the light as it reflects off each tree to another.
Juniper, Lake Sabrina
red bark of the ancient Juniper