I love sycamore trees. The older they get the more whimisical and turn-y their branches grow. The best sycamores are the big, big ones that have grown old near (dry) stream banks and flood plains.
These sycamores are in Hart Park and were most likely planted in the 1930s when the park was developed, even though they have been pruned badly a couple of times, they are still grand trees. Photographed by my Nokia 7610 this afternoon.