Something about this tree caught my eye, I'm not sure what it was, perhaps it was its stark nakedness to its neighbouring partners, the eerie feeling of isolation it brought when you sat next to it out-looking the pier, or perhaps it was just a statement of its own. I am bare. I am wilting. Awaiting...Light touch me, shine and bring me growth...
... The boardwalk ...
...So Sensual, it speaks for itself...
...Sleeping Beauty...
....The Awakening...
...Illuminating...
...Warmth...
...Sea Breeze...
...She is ready to fly...
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