Journal Vol. 3 - Trees
Joshua trees standing crooked in the desert heat. Bristlecone pines older than our oldest stories. Junipers with trunks like clenched fists, holding their ground through snow and fire.
I went looking for them in the wide silence of the American West and found not just trees, but individuals, their lives lived slowly with no choice but to adapt to their surroundings.
Joshua trees standing crooked in the desert heat. Bristlecone pines older than our oldest stories. Junipers with trunks like clenched fists, holding their ground through snow and fire.
I went looking for them in the wide silence of the American West and found not just trees, but individuals, their lives lived slowly with no choice but to adapt to their surroundings.
Joshua trees standing crooked in the desert heat. Bristlecone pines older than our oldest stories. Junipers with trunks like clenched fists, holding their ground through snow and fire.
I went looking for them in the wide silence of the American West and found not just trees, but individuals, their lives lived slowly with no choice but to adapt to their surroundings.