West Land. Looking at the World

For me trees always were the teachers. I thought about them as lonely people and exceptionally strong. They don’t loose themselves; they always fight for life with all their strength. They fight to build their own form and represent themselves to the world.

When the tree is dead (picture above) and reveals it naked death to the sun and wind, rain and storm; you can read its whole story of the struggle, of the sickness. You can learn how many attacks it withstood, how many storms it endured.


2 Comments on “West Land. Looking at the World

    • Pat, you are not alone, sometimes I feel the same and then I push this feeling away…

      Thank you, Pat! All the best to you.


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