Untitled in Humus and Root
As the passage narrowed, I came across a tree that had lost its balance in the swampy soil. The tree, of course, was completely fine. Not deterred in the least, it was still covered in leaves. It was the semi circle of uprooted earth that caught my eye. The tree roots braided around each other. Little opportunistic plants were taking advantage of the dry real estate to provide pockets of greenery. Meanwhile eroded soil permitted glimpses of the forest beyond.
I stopped rowing, admired the textures and intricacies and took it all in. The sensation struck me as familiar.
A Woman Takes in a Painting in Paris (Photo by lorda)
It felt very much like being in a gallery and absorbing all the details of a great painting. 🙂