Ever spend several hours alone in the woods, on a winter day?
Time stops.
The clacking of dry leaves in sleeping trees is the loudest sound you’ll hear — unless the stream finds an opening, or the odd woodpecker happens to be flitting around.
The sun feels precious.
Everything seems remarkable.
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Pieces from the ‘Flock’ series. Photography: Debra Fleury.
Tags: art, Debra Fleury, inspiration, Lynn Woods
