One thing I want to say about this is how I am struck, over and over again, when I come upon a bare tree, large usually, with the grey sky behind it. It stops me. I want to try and capture it for some reason. Every winter this happens. I want to try and draw or paint it, all those fine. leafless branches. At least take a fine photograph. The beauty of the simplicity and complexity coexisting, delicately intertwined.
And why don't I? January is such a pure month. Clean. New. Bare. It holds such possibilities and somehow, the feeling of more time. It's not a highly appreciated month but I'm here to say it deserves better.
I love the imagery in this! And I want to see your photo/drawing/painting!
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