Birches

I'd like to go by climbing a birch tree,
And climb black branches up a snow-white trunk
Toward heaven, till the tree could bear no more,
But dipped its top and set me down again.
That would be good both going and coming back.
One could do worse than be a swinger of birches.


excerpt from Birches by Robert Frost


Backroads...early morning....finally some sun. I loved this row of birches, and wanted to create something new from it. I just bought Paintshop Pro 6 and I'm having so much fun with it!