sometimes need to be...

presciousssss but fleeting

sky-blush

I'm addicted to the pink tint at the edge of the horizon - it reminds me of one of my favourite printmakers of the Japanese floating world, Hiroshige Ando. His prints often employ hand-graded tints across the sky and water, like in this scene, Crimson Foliage at Kaianji, Autumn (Aki Kaianji Momiji), from the 1830s series Famous Views of Edo in the Four Seasons.

treehugger

tangle

snowy morning

everybody says hello

horse chestnuts

catching the sunlight

inside the night cloud

do trees dream in winter? (2)

traffic light says:

ice wind

do trees dream in winter?

into the woods

comb

ghost willows