Byline: Carol Coogan - Special to the Times Union
The greenery of conifers and the intricate patterns of bare branches do much to help me offset this gloomy edge of winter. But it is the appearance of the seasoned sycamore that stops me in my tracks, demanding attention. Knowledge of its deep, moisture-seeking roots, indicating the past and present path of water, also intrigues me.
Aged sycamores continuously shed their bark. Standing in stark contrast to other trees around it, mottled camouflage patches of pale brown, yellow, green and gray peel off in thin brittle sheets, exposing a distinctly smooth and bright white trunk underneath. From its branches …
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