Birch bark rarely fails to catch my eye: the beautiful way it coils back and lets go of its older layers.
We all do this in our lives but sometimes we’re so occupied with forward motion we don’t notice how we’re shedding our old selves.
Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
Birch bark rarely fails to catch my eye: the beautiful way it coils back and lets go of its older layers.
We all do this in our lives but sometimes we’re so occupied with forward motion we don’t notice how we’re shedding our old selves.
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Very True Comment 🙂
A philosophical interpretation of the image to correspond with life’s events is an imaginative way to look at that beautiful bark.
I’ve never seen it so papery. It is sometimes healing to let go of things…
We have a good number of those trees here. The texture of the bark’s quite photogenic!