wanderations
artifacts and notes from the field
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
naked
I look at naked trees with the same fascination that other people have for other naked things.
I never seem to tire of the endless variation of the silhouette of a tree stripped bare and laid against the winter sky. Consider yourself warned.
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