But words are things, and a small drop of ink, falling, like dew, upon a thought produces that which makes thousands, perhaps millions think and smile.
Art is everywhere, except it has to pass through a creative mind.
Interesting composition. The edge of the bush on the left drops into a curved 'valley' that rises up again the whole left side of the tree. It gives a little added punch to the top of the taller tree.
One of my favorite spots in the world. When I was young my grandparents owned a campsite near Lake Tahoe. It snowed 12 inches on Father's Day one year. This picture brings back many Summer memories, thanks.