PHOTOGRAPHS AND PHILOSOPHIES

Trees

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Robin Resting

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Horned Tree

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Door to the forest

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Not all who wander are lost….but in this case I was lost for over two hours in an unfamiliar woods.   It was the best thing that ever happened.   Discovered some amazing landscapes and even more brilliant trees.    Felt a calling to wander ever closer to this particular forest’s edge.


All Reach Toward the Sky

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Crow in Sycamore Tree

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When a crow and its shadow become one.


Intersection

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Droplets of rain cling like teary cruor torn from the sky.  They pause at the intersection of wood and air, within cold thorny branches intersecting space and time.


Fly By

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Geese fly through a cold winter sky.   There’s a hush in the air.  The grey clouds are heavy, laden with snow, but yet it resists the Fall.   I wait, watching, anticipating it’s arrival, but only the wind touches my face.   I can feel winter’s cold hand. It grazes my cheek, but will not wrap me in its white robes, will not envelop me with its embrace.  I have been here waiting, from the sun’s bright ascent to the close of the day, but it does not fall.   Winter’s snow holds back from me, like a reticent sparrow, peeking from the trees, unmoving yet aware, unsure of my intentions, though I offer only love.