Sycamore Spring

Jason // April 18 // 10 Comments

A wild breeze breathes the gaps between the iron grey trunks

Leaves, newborn and virgin green, twist as chill raindrops slide down verdant skins

A darkened sky holds all in, somnolent and steady, ready for her pouring.

Lover Earth, flexing her spring lungs

Sprouting green and red amongst the tinders of winter.

Liquid lifeblood.

Another spring, again not the silent one.

One more to hold dear. A bonus season.

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    About the Author Jason

    Jason follows his lifelong vocation as a countryside photographer who tries to catch the spirit of the places he visits. After decades working as a professional editorial photographer he now focuses much of his time on conceptual fine art photography, visual storytelling and in aiding others to follow their creative calling.

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