We are in the Land of the Giants, Sequoia NP, where the oldest trees are 3,200 years old, the tallest are 311 feet, and the heaviest 2.7 million pounds. Their bark can be up to 31 inches thick. Sequoia branches reach up to eight feet in diameter and their tree bases up to forty feet in diameter (Source: James D. Knoke).
We are spending New Years with the trees, and hardly any people. Due to California’s severe drought, many parts of the park not normally accessible in winter are open, and we are taking advantage of it! (Please click to enlarge).
The satellite is not a happy camper up here which is why you haven’t heard from me for awhile, and we will see if I can get this post out. This is a shot of the sunset reflecting off the Sierras.
Most Giant Sequoia’s have been able to withstand fires through the millenia, here are some scarred survivors.
It is nippy up here but this lake should be frozen over and there should be at least 6-8 feet of snow.
This is where the Giant Sequoias live,
with their heads in the clouds! I envy them. They see us come and go.
Jim likes these wise old trees and “finds tranquility here.” Here he is absorbing wisdom.
I didn’t make this pinecone circle of love, someone else did, and left it for us here in the grove. Love & Peace to you from Sequoia! And the very Happiest & Healthiest New Year!