I have found that forest air breathes a mixture of exotic and thought-provoking sensibility. Lush fragrance wafts in a spectrum of seasonal breezes. Leaves' flutter, boughs' lift, and stones' chatter. Boulders' meditate. New growth plays in the sun, or trembles in the cold. Elder trees, knowing mosses and stoic outcroppings each share their tales of wisdom. Every aspect of the forest possesses unique and collective thoughtfulness, offering a never-ending array of actors and personalities.
“View Over Selle Valley”
“Last Light”
“Cold Snap”
“April Deluge”
“Giant Upon The Plains”
“Hoping For Rain”
“Dean's Passage”
“Autumn Tides”
“Spring Evening”
“Luminous Winter Night”
“Crazy Clouds And Beautiful Koans”
“September Moon”
“No Water in Flint”
“The Night The Stars Fell”
“Neon Sunset”
“Alive In The Night”
