Tuesday, April 14, 2009

The Big Yawn

I love trees with their gnarly bark and chiseled faces. This beauty made me laugh when I ascribed a big yawn to his old and weather worn face. The leaves seemed to dance and giggle in the wind as the autumn wind blew past. Deep within the open mouth a small face shyly peers out to have it's picture taken. 

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