Liza.
Most people put their age and a few things that "define" them in this box.
But age doesn't define me. My hometown doesn't define me. My identity doesn't define me either. And neither do my interests; they're always changing because I'm always changing.
Good friend Amy visited for jenns birthday. We went climbing and she got up several pitches of Zion climbing, which is not the easiest place in the world to learn. Nice work Amy!
The bark is smooth, but flaky as it sheds layers on various places at different times along the tree, revealing new colors and keeping up the appearance of a rainbow. As the newly exposed bark slowly ages, it changes from bright green to a darker green, then bluish to purplish, and then pink-orange. Finally, the color becomes a brownish maroon right before exfoliation occurs. Since this process is happening in different zones of the trunk and in different stages, simultaneously, the colors are varied and almost constantly changing. As a result, the tree will never have the same color pattern twice, making it like a work of living art.
