Helaine and I walked Sleeping Giant again Sunday. It’s busier on weekends than weekdays. There were lots of families and lots of dogs (though I saw no poop on the trail).
One thing that always grabs my attention are these strangely twisted trunks. I think they are sheep laurel shrubs or some other laurel, which grow under a dense canopy of taller trees. This time of year, they get minimal sunlight.