One Sun-Saturated Winter Afternoon . . .

. . . I went for a walk by myself next to a timid, whispering creek . . .

Bare Trail

. . . with towering trees accompanying me along the secluded path . . .

Bare Reflection

. . . and fragile fragments of autumn floating silently on the surface of static waters . . .

Bare knot

. . . beneath bare branches that applauded lightly in a brisk breeze.

And I realized that although I was alone, I didn’t feel lonely.


Photographs copyright Mike Yost 2015
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  1. Enjoyed your work, you have a heat eye for composition. Thanks also for visiting my posts. Merry Christmas!

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