BETWEEN TWO TREES

My big sister, Betty, used to sing a song about two trees; a country and western 'wail' that was rendered in her most anguished, lovelorn voice.

Between two trees there lies a story true
A story true that I will tell to you...

I never got to hear the story true, because those were the only words she knew.
My frustration knew no bounds when, after a moment's hesitation and humming the tune, which was a repetition of the first part, she would start the song from the beginning again.

I thought of Betts and the song when I took this shot today.