Some trees stand sentinel. Guard trees.
This is one of them. It's been dead for a while and there's a happy Virginia Creeper that's taking advantage up the center, but it hasn't softened it.
This tree is prickly, ready to block your advance.
It stands alone at the side of Highway 157 north west of Worthington, Indiana, just past a lovely place called ToothAcre. [I'm not kidding. One assumes that a dentist owns that property.] I salute every time I drive by.