The canopy of trees has grown up since the 1930s.

We finessed those a little to what Alfred had documented and what the curator had listed.

This beautiful, established canopy of trees is just gone. It's just firewood.

I'll be smiling and laughing 10 or 20 years from now, when all the pine trees are grown up. They'll be walking down the fairway like this.

I was so excited that I forgot to release the canopy.

The area is grown up with trees. There's a trash dump nearby littered with TVs and old mattresses.