Hags

Even on a winter day when loitering takes nerve, I stop and bear witness to the imperfections and accretions that make this one overspill itself like no other. These are her carbuncles, goiters, swellings and sags. She is what she is, bare for the world to see. Each of us carries her life on her trunk. Some have more baggage than others.

P.S. I looked these up. They're London Plane Trees. Popular for urban parks.