Thursday, April 26, 2007


Forests are sanctuaries. Forests are like a room, with luminous white trunks for walls. The green leaves quaking in the wind… toward the ceiling of thunder clouds passing by. In the distance, thunder rolls through the valley… the sound of birds singing within the forest mingles with the remote whisper of a creek as it rushes over the rocks in its path.

And as with people, trees have body language. Each tree is unique, has its own posture and gesture. Each has quality that makes it an individual.

(John Sexton, photographer)

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