Fallen Stars


Found, wind blown, torn, fallen and so I picked it up.  I've admired this tree from afar.  Too shy to snap a little piece of it off, to take home and look at more closely.


The needles aren't that normal forest pine colour; they have a light dusting of emerald and a tinge of a dusty marine hue to them.  Bunches of needle like stars.  A tiny little bit of almost nothing that is really rather remarkable when you take the time to look.