Light moves through

Redwood State

Highway sign state lines are ebullient but meaningless demarcations, the metal remnant of old power struggles invisible in the real world. But there are the subtler signs of a shifting state: the feel of the air, the color of petals and wings, the resident trees. I love coming down from Oregon into California coast, Redwood amongst the Fir, salt in the wind, elk in the grass, and a feeling of being home.













10 responses

  1. I *really* love the first one. And the fuzzy antlers! Beautiful.

    June 7, 2012 at 12:06 pm

    • Noel Tendick

      Hey thanks Rob, I appreciate it!

      June 7, 2012 at 4:31 pm

  2. One of my favorite places in my world
    Also love your work

    June 7, 2012 at 3:52 pm

    • Noel Tendick

      Ah, so you know….you know. Thank you very much.

      June 7, 2012 at 4:34 pm

  3. Good work Noel, particularly love that first shot..

    June 7, 2012 at 10:56 pm

    • Noel Tendick

      Thanks Helen! I took a whole grip of shots of that fence, glad I posted the right one.

      June 8, 2012 at 4:41 pm

  4. I agree with all the above! That first shot is so… rich! Love it!
    And elks? Really? Waw!

    June 8, 2012 at 6:35 pm

    • Noel Tendick

      There’s just something about an old wooden fence in the tall grass I ‘spose. Thanks Katrien!

      June 8, 2012 at 7:06 pm

  5. I could almost feel the bark and smell those trees. Lovely.

    June 9, 2012 at 5:00 am

    • Noel Tendick

      Thank you Charlotte. As a certified tree hugger I can tell you, those trees feel and smell real nice.

      June 9, 2012 at 6:26 pm

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