#leafless

Do you know what it is to yearn? To hunger, as roots hunger for good earth, as waves hunger for a shore they remember but touch no longer? I have known longing so fierce it made a ghost of me, a haunted, howling thing. I followed my yearning through dark and hidden places, through ravaging cold, through gnawing, pregnant voids. It was only there, in the hungry, chattering dark, that I came to know my yearning. To know that what she longed for most was me.

The location of this shoot, Rattlesnake Lake, was absolutely perfect--the stark and leaflorn beauty of the tree-skeltons upon the lakeshore a perfect match for the art we created. It was an honor to embody this haunting, alien loveliness, to call up this spirit of yearning and longing, whispering and wanting, and to wear that spirit on my body like a mantle.

Todays Word Of The Day is: Sere