i am very fond of trees (this is probably becoming obvious!) and photos of them. i think it's as much about the tree as the background that tells a real story. this photo, with an almost silhouetted stark and skeletal looking bare tree against a grey and cloudy sky, reminds me perfectly of the exposed, windy and cold outlook that is the southern tip of bruny island in southern tasmania. i don't think there is anything other than ocean separating it from antarctica! well that's what it felt like that day.
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