Ballads

Yesterday I returned to the Rosicrucian grounds in Oceanside. It's a sprawling property at the top of a hill, usually devoid of people. I've photographed it for many years, and I always find something new. Lately I have been photographing a sprawling tree on the side of a building. I'm drawn to the patterns and textures of the leaves and branches. There's a primeval quality to them. I found something of myself in them.