Older than I and far much wiser this old spruce hunkers down for another evening.
Sometimes words add little.
A little inspiration provided by a silent yet strong tree growing in the barren dry hills of western Colorado near the Utah border. When the going gets tough the tough keep growing.
A day in the forest.
A gentle breeze.
A quiet walk on a summers day.
Where shapes of flowers and the textures of the forest were combined.
Formed the memory of that day.
Yesterday I could feel it happening. The sunset is getting earlier, the algae is in full bloom and the nights have cooled down just a few degrees. Summer is still hanging on and we may even get a few sweltering days but I can feel fall just around the corner. Zeroimage pinhole camera and Kodak Film.
Looking out into the West Elk WIlderness in central Colorado.