wind-shaped trees
I’ve got to run, but you can take a stroll in the woods
with paul m:
wind-shaped trees
a young hawk
measures the sky
a lark’s song
the thinning creek
above the falls
morning chill
trout fingerlings
in the shallows
paul m - finding the way (Press Here, 2002)


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