Weeks ago, I was running at nearby Theodore Roosevelt Island and came across these cool abstract sketches:
And here's another example from our recent Blue Ridge Mountains adventure:
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Is this ancient indigenous art? A coded message from aliens? Teens messing around? Nope, they're bug trails. Specifically, the side effect of beetle activity. The phenomenon even has an appropriate name: Beetle Galleries. While beautiful, they're art with consequences: the beetles can (often? always?) kill the tree.
That's some high stakes art right there.
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