The twisting, the turning in shadow,
hard as hard viewed soft in evanescent light,
meshed arms in counterpoint to the music of life,
and I smile.
The twisting, the turning in shadow,
hard as hard viewed soft in evanescent light,
meshed arms in counterpoint to the music of life,
and I smile.
Well shot and well expressed.
Thank you. It is a nice place to wander.
Makes me smile too! There’s something about the shape of trees, the interweaving dance of their branches that fills us with joy. You’ve captured it perfectly in these photos!
All the branches tempting gravity make for a very interesting view. Fun stuff. Next time, I am going to sit in the lower crooks and just sigh. 🙂
Thanks. It is fun to walk beneath these old trees.