pollarded trees in Kokubunji
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-eight years and a million words
Kokubunji, 2024.12.24
I wish they wouldn't do this. Why leave this stump of a tree alive at all?
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twenty-eight years and a million words
I wish they wouldn't do this. Why leave this stump of a tree alive at all?
Collections containing this photo.
...and when you try to get some, it surely can be hard. There's always trouble waiting, when you leave your own back yard.
—Motorhead, Lost Johnny (lyrics by Mick Farren)