Beaten by the wind,
It clings to rock and sand
On the edge of life
Leaving Our Stamp
Good to see the edge gets defeated now and then. Before I retired I used to feel like this every Friday morning. Then on Monday too.Then….
The edge can be a scary place to hang out!
beautiful words and image. i love seeing trees like this, growing out of rock, on the side of a cliff, or between cracks in cement even. invincible.
I thought that tree hanging on like that was even cooler than looking at the canyon below!
Suzi nice capture here… how close where you to your subject… love this photo
We were standing right at it. I had my hubby take this one for me.
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