An Ancient Tree Art

An ancient tree
An ancient tree
Ancient tree of life with magical aura in the art style of Fantasy Art --v 6.1
Ancient tree of life with magical aura in the art style of Fantasy Art --v 6.1
Ancient tree of life with magical aura in the art style of Fantasy Art --v 6.1
Ancient tree of life with magical aura in the art style of Fantasy Art --v 6.1
ancient tree with twisted branches
Druid at stone circle
At his Grandmother's house in Penang, Wing Sun is lying down on a futon in his bedroom, covered up with a beautiful lightweight quilt Grandma made. Outside his room the rain is coming down. In Penang, every corner of the old town—every whisper of the wind through ancient trees—seems to echo with promises of renewal and love. And as the rain softens outside, Wing-Sun closes his eyes with the comforting knowledge that every detour, every farewell, is simply a step toward a new beginning. A lantern gives soft light to the room, and all is quiet.
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
Ruined abbey in thunderstorm
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
a tree in nature
This day, though, I hiked another autumn wood. Eastern Europe ancient; overgrown. So thick the view was dark at just a few feet off the path. All red and yellow; orange and brown, a million trees, each one in blazing preparation for long, frozen winter. I cannot but recall my friend’s words, lasting long, though he did not, and the instant truth that follows. Looking upward at the fiery canopy, matched against the bright cerulean sky beyond, I embrace autumn! Winter surely comes one day, but spring beyond. I have a winter to prepare for, but it is not yet.
A big tree with different kinds of fruits and vegetables and many sheep drinking a stream and eating under the tree
Sunbeams through redwoods
An ancient wall
Explorer in ancient ruins
An ancient temple complex
An ancient temple complex
Oath of civic virtue before temple
Ancient temple ruins
This day, though, I hiked another autumn wood. Eastern Europe ancient; overgrown. So thick the view was dark at just a few feet off the path. All red and yellow; orange and brown, a million trees, each one in blazing preparation for long, frozen winter. I cannot but recall my friend’s words, lasting long, though he did not, and the instant truth that follows. Looking upward at the fiery canopy, matched against the bright cerulean sky beyond, I embrace autumn! Winter surely comes one day, but spring beyond. I have a winter to prepare for, but it is not yet.
Storm over ancient castle
a tree in nature