Shaded dusty paths cut undergrowth tideway below tangles of branches and dapplings of leaves. Trees strike poses, dipping and sky-pointing like gigantic waterfowl in a wandering wind. Overhead sunlight bursts and splashes like whitecaps bubbling and cresting, majestically burning, caught in the teeming flood of forests’ chlorophyll blood. Kim M. Russell, 24th August 2018 My … Continue reading Caught