Taken from my rocky perch beneath an old pine tree.
There I sat scribbling notes for additional scenes within “Glade”. The wind was quite fierce and the threat of rain ever present, but it only added to the tapestry unfolding within my mind.
Although the old tree is not in these photos, it is quite interesting. You see, it was struck by lightning during a thunderous storm several months past. The tree caught fire and blazed ferociously yet was not entirely consumed. Half the tree continues to grow and yet the other half remains scarred and barren.
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Love this place. Where is it?
These are the mountains that surround my dwelling within the small hamlet of Los Finos…