The historic tree down the street a subject often shot. Like Arnold Prince told me the figure is in the stone you just bring it out. The image was in my head but hadn’t been released. November 5th I saw it at last.
I stood in the street drinking coffee as the tree and clouds shared many moods.
Brilliant color from nature and my minds eye.
Dark, cold stormy this Giant Ent had tales to tell. I listened for over thirty minutes. The thoughts warm sepia bringing comfort to strong dark, cold and stormy.
The sky provided rapidly changing frames for me to create.
November 3rd another favorite hard wood of mine. Maybe it is their age or that there are fewer out west than in Connecticut.
absolutely nothing like the wonderous mystique that trees have to offer. each one different, unique in their own expressive ways. beautiful captures here, mr. crowley.
Thank you so very much Debbie. Hope the world is being good to you. peace
Thank you for continuing to share your wonderful photos with us!
Lovely! Many moods, but #1 is still my favorite!
First, I have seen your website!
And lovely images…all of them!
Thank you Diane. I try to add a new post to my blog at least once a week. Please visit again. peace
Oh this tree. This is the perfect Hommage to all trees, beautiful moments in time and the tree, always always there.
I can hear the Ents whispering to each other through your beautiful photos! Check out Suzanne Simard’s book, “Finding the Mother Tree”.
Thank you Lisa you and I travel in the same forests. peace my dear friend
Thank you so very much Andrea. Trees are so much more than plants when they speak we should listen. peace