I always feel something profoundly humbling in the company of trees. They stand as witnesses to time, their bodies carrying the weight of seasons long before us and long after us. They are not merely the scenery through which we pass. Their stillness is not absence. It’s rather an active form of being, a patience beyond human measure. To walk among them is to walk among elders, and they keep reminding me that endurance can be graceful, that strength can be quiet.
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Am gasit gandurile astea pe un alt blog pe care-l urmaresc, tot de fotografie, si cred ca se potribesc foarte bine aici.
I always feel something profoundly humbling in the company of trees. They stand as witnesses to time, their bodies carrying the weight of seasons long before us and long after us. They are not merely the scenery through which we pass. Their stillness is not absence. It’s rather an active form of being, a patience beyond human measure. To walk among them is to walk among elders, and they keep reminding me that endurance can be graceful, that strength can be quiet.
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Am gasit gandurile astea pe un alt blog pe care-l urmaresc, tot de fotografie, si cred ca se potribesc foarte bine aici.