Verticality
I feel dwarfed by the size and grandeur of these trees, by their bare beauty.
In winter, our eyes and minds are drawn to the essential nature of things.
Labels: trees
"When everything else has gone from my brain ... what will be left, I believe, is topology: the dreaming memory of land as it lay this way and that." Annie Dillard
I feel dwarfed by the size and grandeur of these trees, by their bare beauty.
In winter, our eyes and minds are drawn to the essential nature of things.
Labels: trees
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