Living in Colorado transformed my relationship with the Aspens Trees.

With the yellow leaves ignited by the sun, I basked in the yellow glow of the forest in fall. I could hear the wind approaching through the valleys by the rustling of the leaves. They shake and quake with the breeze making the light dance. Blurring the lines of focus into this movement of color, light and shape. They merged from single trunks into this single organism, this singular entity. I have spent a lot of time with them, watching, observing, wandering amongst them. Little did I know that they were looking back, watching me.