It is still cold in the mountains and new life begins to show within the tree line. The scent of pine is so fresh in the breeze and promises a new beginning. Up here we walk for miles without meeting a soul. Yet we never feel alone. The capercaillie’s mating call echoes in the distance. We feel the mountain’s heartbeat, the love from the old wise trees.
lifetime rooted in one place
arms open wide
Photographs by Xenia Tran, edited in lr.
Camera: Panasonic Lumix FZ200, setting: iA.
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