Something very haunting about this one, and it's almost like your a chameleon. At first I really had to look for you. If I had happened to come by, I may have sat on top of you mistaking you for a hedge.
When I see trees as in the picture, I always think of fables. I try to become a creature that blends with the forest, a stirring in the shadows that catches the eye but then is gone, leaving one unsure but teased into the trees nonetheless.
A little angled sunlight on bark and I'm off, ensconced in fantasy, numb to the cold or the flying pests, oblivious to time.
I'm pleased you sensed the atmosphere, but if you sat on me, you'd get something of a surprise.
Something very haunting about this one, and it's almost like your a chameleon. At first I really had to look for you. If I had happened to come by, I may have sat on top of you mistaking you for a hedge.
ReplyDeleteWhen I see trees as in the picture, I always think of fables. I try to become a creature that blends with the forest, a stirring in the shadows that catches the eye but then is gone, leaving one unsure but teased into the trees nonetheless.
DeleteA little angled sunlight on bark and I'm off, ensconced in fantasy, numb to the cold or the flying pests, oblivious to time.
I'm pleased you sensed the atmosphere, but if you sat on me, you'd get something of a surprise.
I wanted to thank you for your kind comment about the William Gedney photos on my blog post. I plan to feature more of his work in the future.
ReplyDeleteI've never visited your blog before, but from what I've seen it is beyond fascinating. You are refreshingly unique and intriguingly poetic.