Into the Woods

Round twisted branches and sharp crags began descent
to a limbed cave so gnarly – this enchanted forest I went.

About gnarlyoak

"Nestled sporadically over great and endless knolls, devoid of life during dry summer months, the oak trees of Los Altos Hills – so numerous around my home – speak to me in an unheard language. Like any person I am the sum of my successes and failures but unlike the masses I have heard the language of the oaks – I found meaning in their forgotten voice." - Song of the Oak
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3 Responses to Into the Woods

  1. I love old trees, too. I have a favorite. It’s nice to know I’m not alone.

  2. That’s a very intriguing shot. I love how the beaten path leads off into a hole of darkness. Very symbolic. Cheers!

  3. Jamie Dedes says:

    What a fabulous shot! You have an eagle eye. It does indeed look like the entrance to an enchanted forest.

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