Trees. We drive by them, walk around them, sit under them, climb up them and birds crap from them. Generally we ignore them except for those moments during the Spring or Fall when they sprout vivid new life or wow us with their pyrotechnic displays as they prepare for hibernation.
The other week Doreen and I took some time to walk amongst the trees of Five Rivers, camera in hand. I wasn't planning these photographs, in fact I wasn't planning on shooting anything in particular, this just came together after my first chance encounter. The path was muddy and I had to inch around a difficult puddle which brought me into close contact with the first tree (below). It was a blustery day and at the precise moment I inched past the puddle, stomach to tree, the wind blew, the tree swayed and an incredible creaking sound vibrated down the tree. I paused and looked up to see the branches swaying in the sky and to hear the beautiful groaning as the bare tree swung to and fro in the blustery spring air.
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