Day 255...

Be as a bird perched on a frail branch that she feels bending beneath her, still she sings away all the same, knowing she has wings.” - Victor Hugo

Day 179... winter

I prefer winter and fall, when you feel the bone structure in the landscape - the loneliness of it - the dead feeling of winter. Something waits beneath it - the whole story doesn't show."
- Andrew Wyeth

Most of the trees are bare at the moment but this one tree is trying to hold onto it's Autumn leaves