While I don't generally bestow titles on my photographs, some of them seem to demand their own. This one has to be "Dancing Trees", and for me, they always will be. I found the same spot the following year, but the trees really looked tired and worn out. The year after that, I could barely make out the site of the dance. And there was no sign of the dance the year after that.
Photograph by K. L. Slusher
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