How to be lost

Wander in the woods. Stray from the path. Follow the sun.

Brilliant trees

"And there you stand
Making my life possible
Raise my hands up to heaven
But only you could know

My whole world stands in front of me
By the look in your eyes
By the look in your eyes
My whole life stretches in front of me
Reaching up like a flower
Leading my life back to the soil"

~David Sylvian - Brilliant Trees

Meetings with remarkable trees

Yellow leaves fall from branches like ballerinas. I squint my eyes to blur the colours as I walk. Each morning the trees are a little more naked. The colours are fading fast from the landscape and I am not ready for winter.