I take pictures because I can't paint... If I could, I would probably paint feelings.
This spring was probably the wettest in the recorded history of Californian deserts. It was still raining a little when I got to JTree, and everything was new and bursting with color and crazy with growing. Except for this guy...
In the middle of this celebration of life, he was gray and lifeless like he'd been forever and lonely like he'll always be.
That feeling that your cross is just yours and life, amazingly, always goes on - this is what it looks like.
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