The Time Of Trees –

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.

The Time Of Trees

Lost in Clouds

Hiding Place

In October Wind

Lost in the Mist

Our Tree on a Winter Morning

Golden Mist

Like Falling Snow

In the Shade of the Chestnut Tree



Frosty Wonder



Autumnal Sun

After the Rain

In Between

Winter Time

Above All