It is my belief that one can take a good photograph of anything, it is not what the camera sees, it is what the photographer sees. Trees have surrounded me all of my life, they are the backdrop of my world, I never paid much attention to them until Maria started using them in her art. T

hey are extraordinarily beautiful, often graceful, spirited manifestations of life. Red and I went for a long walk this morning on Macmillan Road, I love these shag Hickory trees, I stood and closed my eyes, and then opened them, and I saw that these trees were spirits, witches and sorcerers, mystics and prophets, all gathered in a circle to wave their arms at the sky and make some magic and mystery.

The longer I looked at them, the more they were transformed, their arms moving back and forth, conjuring messages to pass along to the other trees.

Look up, I thought, look up, and see the world.