Christine brand 21 Dec 2004

Great title and beautiful detail. Couldn't you tell this trees story, Roxy?! I think you could. I see the writer in you and feel the pages turn in your potography, this is the time to set the feelings free. Patiently, the light shadows cry... I awoke from dreams past, through aching desires and wishful images that reach to be cast back into life, to this days time, a heart beat autumn red through the words of a artists book thus be read, no longer the story of the unknown dead.

Sarina Renee 10 Nov 2004

Ouch, that had to hurt. Poor tree. I do wonder what happened. Tree in my backyard did this from the wind.

Tabitha Borges 10 Nov 2004

I love the tree and the story the picture tell nice piece..

lori street 10 Nov 2004

lovely photo great colours