The Woodlands

The Woodlands… forests, meadows, marshes, ponds, flowers.. wind breathing through the tress… giving its song a voice.. deep, dark, foggy, cool, refreshing, comforting, spooky, shaft of light and sprit… faint essence of moss, cedar, pine, eucalyptus… photograph a portrait from the roadside.

Standing among giants.. A forest represents many things… shelter, strength, continuity, evolution, timelessness, fertility, life cycles…

Like a river, you can never visit the same forest. Though I may go back countless times to a favorite place amongst the trees, it always shows me something that I have never seen there before.. maybe different light, perhaps its raining or foggy, maybe a tree has fallen down, or maybe the colors are more muted this autumn… like a box of chocolates… you never know what you’re going to get.