Squirrels hurriedly gathered every beech nut that had fallen beneath the ancient tree.

On our hike, we found a pile of beech nuts hidden under the fallen leaves.

In the park, several American beeches stood in a row, their smooth gray bark glowing in the afternoon sun.

Hiking through the temperate rainforest, we admired the towering southern beeches that shaded the trail.

A copper beech shaded the old bench, its smooth bark and reddish-brown leaves catching the late afternoon light.

A stand of blue beech shaded the riverbank, their smooth gray trunks leaning toward the water.

An American beech stood at the edge of the clearing, its smooth gray bark shining in the morning sun.

The antique shipyard displayed several beech masts that had been carefully restored.

A towering white beech shaded the picnic area, its smooth gray bark and dense canopy offering cool relief on a hot summer afternoon.

A row of white beeches cast long, silvery shadows across the meadow at sunset.