Standing amidst a group of beautiful cypress trees, I stopped in the middle of setting up a shot because I heard a very distinct voice deep inside me, “Let them tell you their story”. While this isn’t the first time I’ve experienced a Divine connection like that, I quickly dismissed it and continued to set up my shot. I heard it again, a bit more urgent; “Let THEM tell YOU their story”. That time it got my attention and the interpretation was unmistakable.
The sudden realization brought tears to my eyes. Here I was among these grand, gentle giants, thinking that I was going to tell their story through photographs. It was never my story to tell. After that I simply took my time and photographed what really moved me.
Because those cypress are generally surrounded by water and not human feet, I was acutely aware of feeling like I had entered someone’s private home while they were gone. I remained respectful and left without any sign that I had been there.
The photos I took that day were some of the best that I had taken in a while.
Thank you once again Mother Nature, and especially my cypress friends.