Hatfield Forest, grey skies and mud.
Palm and cactus at sunset.
The light washes everywhere, even the darkest corners.
Some things are higher than you can see.
It is bright and it is wonderful in the sunlight.
There is beauty in the trees, you don’t even have to look for it.
There is everything to look forward to, always.
Flurries of blossom snow.
A mountain made of what was once a tree.
Halfway up a very tall tree
Pocket park in the cold sunshine
Beautiful green in the winter trees, which go on forever.