“Because they are primeval, because they outlive us, because they are fixed, trees seem to emanate a sense of permanence. And though rooted in earth, they seem to touch the sky. For these reasons it is natural to feel we might learn wisdom from them, to haunt about them with the idea that if we could only read their silent riddle rightly we should learn some secret vital to our own lives; or even, more specifically, some secret vital to our real, our lasting and spiritual existence.”
– Kim Taplin, Tongues in Trees, 1989, p. 14.
I have always loved photographing trees. There is something about them that stirs my soul. Here in Central Oregon, there is an abundance of juniper trees and the gnarly, twisting trunks and branches intrigue me.
My walk to the top of Pilot Butte today gave me a lot of inspiration.