J Hanna Photography
“Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky. That we fell them down and turn them into paper, that we may record our emptiness.”
—Khalil Gibran
“Like snowflakes, the human pattern is never cast twice. We are uncommonly and marvelously intricate in thought and action.”
“Come said the wind to
the leaves one day,
Come o’re the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold.”
the leaves one day,
Come o’re the meadows
and we will play.
Put on your dresses
scarlet and gold,
For summer is gone
and the days grow cold.”
