I love trees. We are lucky to have traveled quite a bit to see some really unusual trees around the world. We have seen beautiful golden forest welcoming autumn, huge giant trees of a few hundreds years old, forest of blackened and charred pine forests brought by natural wildfires, petrified (wood that has turned to stone when they were buried in volcanic ash and debris) forest of a few thousands old, twisted trees believe to be the work of vortex energy, trees which had once inspired renowned painter.
Sometimes during road trips, we would pull over our car on busy highways just to have our picture taken with a beautiful tree. In Singapore, my favouite banyan trees are like old old grandfather with endless tales to tell. They may look strong and majestic yet mysterious and eerie at times, with an immerse power.
Now that we are in Europe, there are more trees waiting to be discovered.
During an evening stroll at the park near our place, I saw this, the silhouette of a winter tree against the blue evening sky. Mother Nature herself may just be the best painter afterall.
