A crescent moon rises above a wilderness of trees, rocks, and organic forms.
Moonrise
Nocturnal Wilderness

Fifteen Minutes
Nature's Entanglement
Spellbinding
. . .
I see my friends. Trees taller than the reach of birdsong. Earthshapes of cool cloud light that bounce and break as mountains fold their force with lines and layers of soil and rock. All here become this place. Moonlit: my nature, heart and soul, this stitch in time, this breath of treasured clean clear air, this deep of blue and bright.
