On one of my walkabouts here, I found this wonderfully Gnarled dead cedar tree.  You could tell it probably has not had any green on it for a very long time.
Gnarled Cedar
 Gnarled Cedar
Gnarled Cedar
Gnarled Cedar
This Cedar has character weathered and aged.
In front of my quarters is a concrete wall.  
My wall is worn and has seen better days.
My Wall
My Wall
One of my neighbors was visiting my wife and she saw a picture of me sixteen years ago when I was here before.  She asked who is that?  She has seen me many times face to face, but sixteen years has change me enough she could not tell it was me.
Me Currently
This face has seen a few years, known joy, sorrow, ugliness, been many miles, and many places.
Welcome to my perspective.