inside

a tree trunk

walking down the lane i discovered a little side lane... at the side of the path i was struck by this sun and age bleached piece of tree trunk.....

looking at the structures, knots and lines I wondered what they could tell us if they could speak.....
tales of:
a couple in love carving their names....
how storms caused it's roots to grow strong....
how children played around and in it.....
how weary travellers rested awhile against it....

a bit the same with us people really......life leaves it pattern inside of us too.....