Sunday, 5 August 2018

Hugging Trees

i looked in the balcony today and looked at the trees the way i did as a kid

it made me realise how much of a weird child i was. Sitting there, looking at trees, in my free time.

the crow nest i was watching is gone, nothing left of it now. i guess the grandsons decided pursuing the family home wasn't important. It was just a hollow in the tree now, and the tree became less of a life jungle thing and more like a dead log standing there like RGB on paper.


which color palate do i fit in now?

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