The entanglement of humans and nature seems here both unavoidable and unbreakable.
Trees’ imposing stature emerges above moral grounds, self reproduce, self-regenerate. Time and time again, despite our urban impositions, nature finds ways to remind us how insignificant we can be before nature’s magnificence.

Nature also provides the canvas on which we paint undeletable memories that survive the changes in the surroundings. We may end up forgetting how the path or the forests looked like, but sure we remember what we did there.

It is as if, fully aware of the fragility of physical existence, nature finds ways to merge with the ethereal in us and transcends though our memories the submersions and submissions.

These lines provide a beautiful pictorial representation of seasonal change, despite the taloned intimidating brushes.

The claw of autumn
casts aspersions
and evergreens collect them

Only passionate amorous irreverence can stroll through the rough and twisted barriers of ever changing fronds.