Henry Thoreau's poem could not be more true. Trees ground me, huge old trees humble me. I imagine a glowing web… Read more "….. and I went to the woods.."
My daily dance through a creative life as a female artist and photographer with lifelong depression.
Henry Thoreau's poem could not be more true. Trees ground me, huge old trees humble me. I imagine a glowing web… Read more "….. and I went to the woods.."