We are nature; it is inside of us and we are inside of it.
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So where does the environment end here, where is the line between the human and the non-human world?
This old doorway, made from the bones of local earth, frames the ecology of which it is an integral part.
It tells us a story of blurred lines and softened edges where self disappears into the greatest of vistas.
Photo: Ruins at Saladaviciosa