Years ago.
I made photographs of my beautiful daughter on the branches of that tree.
It was warm and the fields were brown.
She is now married and teaches art...and would probably not even consider attempting to climb what is left of the tree.
A few years later.
My wife and I made photographs of an engaged couple who were to be wed.
They moved to Alabama, and now have a baby.
Not too long ago.
I watched a wren family feed their chicks in a hole at the end of one of the branches.
The male was a bully, and bossed around the mama relentlessly.
When I returned to see how they were faring....they were gone.
Not a trace.
Post processed in TOPAZ
I made photographs of my beautiful daughter on the branches of that tree.
It was warm and the fields were brown.
She is now married and teaches art...and would probably not even consider attempting to climb what is left of the tree.
A few years later.
My wife and I made photographs of an engaged couple who were to be wed.
They moved to Alabama, and now have a baby.
Not too long ago.
I watched a wren family feed their chicks in a hole at the end of one of the branches.
The male was a bully, and bossed around the mama relentlessly.
When I returned to see how they were faring....they were gone.
Not a trace.
Post processed in TOPAZ
Multiple exposures
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