Into the wild, scrambling on rock, finding small footholds, grappling, sidestepping, holding onto exposed roots. Into a space, slowly carved by water and grit and stone. Tiny microns and molecules scoured, floating away over thousands of years; making the span of our lifetime seem rather brief.
|Goathland, Yorkshire, Cari-Jane Hakes, May 2014|
|Tiny Landscapes within the Whole, May 2014, Cari-Jane Hakes|
A verdant flush of vegetation clings and blooms on every surface. By the waterfall, the air feels supercharged as we breath in liquid air, a saturated mixture that is displaced and disapates, pushing past us on a chilled breeze.
And on we go, searching out some place, with the promise of refreshments for weary small legs. Through and into and out of the wild.