Saturday, February 2, 2013

The Woodlot

Light flickering in a chancy, undefined way catches the eye through the leaves, stems and brambles. Cool in the summer. Outlined in snow in the winter, brilliantly ablaze in the autumn, the eye's task is to define and trace branch to root; the roots impossible to trace.


Such a tangle!


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