This tree sits in a field not far from my home. I pass it frequently when I’m going out for the day. When I first saw it last summer it reminded me of the “hanging trees” in the old westerns I watched growing up as a child. Last Sunday as I returned home from the drive I’ve been sharing about all week; I decided to stop and finally photograph it. It was late afternoon and the shadows against the sky seemed to make it more eerie looking than normal. It stands in a field that is pretty much void of any other vegetation so I have to wonder why the farmer left it standing; but, I suppose I would miss it if it were gone. For now, it continues to stand - its branches pointing up out of despair reaching toward the beautiful blue sky.