Uploaded December 2022 | Updated September 2026, 3 weeks ago
When autumn leaves - all that's left are the shapes. I take a wander around a gnarly old oak woodland at the end of autumn and concentrate on some shapes in the trees - the day I went it was filled with a thick fog - perfect.
When autumn leaves - all that's left are the shapes. I take a wander around a gnarly old oak woodland at the end of autumn and concentrate on some shapes in the trees - the day I went it was filled with a thick fog - perfect.
