“Trees are the poems that the earth writes upon the sky.” – Khalil Gibran
This august Pine tree was our four-day companion on a recent trip to the mountains.
It stood tall, towering between the mountains; a few yards away from our cottage, beguiling us with its bushy needles that looked like an animals tail, or maybe a thick paint brush. We revelled in it’s beauty even as the sun morphed with the fluffy cover of the luminous clouds. This majestic Pine tree gazed back at us, bewitching us with its beauty and the transiting colours of the sky that illuminated it with multiple hues.
Linking this post with Parul’s ThursdayTreeLove #12