Recorded in time and flame.
Annular rings on a white pine stump.
A single blue cohosh berry catches the sunlight.
Cryptic engravings from between.
Last year’s puffballs amongst the pileated’s havoc.
One life into another.
This is what it has come to.
A well-crafted and substantial home on the pond.
Too many “L’s”: a load of locust logs in Leyden.
Only a little bit.