I walk the path through the little forest all the time. The dogs criss-cross, proudly treeing squirrels. Cows graze just over the ridge. I am so close to this place I can change it with my mind, round bends to walnuts and elms lit up with blues from my eyes. Some days, when the wind is right, my ego in shadow, I walk the path and feel myself turn inside out, as if I’m coming home.
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G Bebs / Photographs 
i really like this one a lot!:)
Great work! Very dynamic! The colors are misty, almost dreamlike.
Beautiful textures!
this is stunning…
Thanks. I appreciate the comment.
Visually it’s stunning. It’s so warm, alive and permanent even though the lines are blurred. You do such beautiful work.
I appreciate the generous comment. Thank you.
I LOVE this one (and the next tree, too)! I’ll have to check out some more!
I’m in love with this series. The movement is incredible but the color just sucks you right in. Spectacular.
very poetic, both words and images
Thanks for the nice comment.
I find your photos to be some of the most creative I come across. Excellent series.
I appreciate that. Thanks.