I’m at a loss for words. The tree looked in through the window, I looked out at the tree, and the window watched us both. I think every other year of my life was just a footnote compared to my bond with that tree
A5 watercolor
I’m at a loss for words. The tree looked in through the window, I looked out at the tree, and the window watched us both. I think every other year of my life was just a footnote compared to my bond with that tree
A5 watercolor
