A Palindrome
A Winter's Day...
...in a deep and dark December
Detail from a large pile of branches - many piles, hundreds in each. These small mountains line the edge of every yard throughout the neighborhood, like an endless line of unlit pyres. This was a neighborhood of old beautiful trees. Stark reminders of these lost limbs haunt so many of these trees now. Still, some, maybe enough, of the beauty and majesty linger.
A Winter's Day...
...in a deep and dark December
Detail from a large pile of branches - many piles, hundreds in each. These small mountains line the edge of every yard throughout the neighborhood, like an endless line of unlit pyres. This was a neighborhood of old beautiful trees. Stark reminders of these lost limbs haunt so many of these trees now. Still, some, maybe enough, of the beauty and majesty linger.