The watercress adorns this living rock like some verdant Edwardian bonnet.
The merging of meadow and stream where once more the boundaries dissolve.
The cooling dews of late winter shimmer in the morning sun.
The great size of this cathedral tree becomes apparent as one gazes into the vaulted crown.
The sheer animate livingness of this great tree enlivens the ancient city square in Cadiz.
The magnificent chamomile lawns of Facinas open to our star.
The minute changes of weather and light trigger the miracle of flowering.
The thin winter sunshine drapes itself over the twisted oak like a time-worn veil.
The scudding west wind lays a cummuliform crown upon the head of regal Betis.
Life just is.
An intimacy of landscape.
The wild and untamed rock gardens of the Dehesa adorn the lower slopes of the high Sierra.
Each and every aspect of the seeming solidity of this rock suggests a fluid plasticity.
The sky reaches down and kisses the earth with the somnolent shade of clouds.
That magnificence starburst moment as our sun breaks over the high Sierra.
Time has run its fingers across this wild rock garden.