I’ve been living here for almost five months now, an sometimes I really feel I’ve entered a fairytale when I go for my morning walk!
A beautiful castle in the province of Gelderland. The tree is allegedly the oldest oak in the Netherlands – maybe 800 years old. Imagine what it must have seen!
When other trees are already donning their spring greens, the beech tree is still holding on to last year’s leaves. I want to tell him – and, perhaps, myself as well – “Let go of the past. Open yourself for new opportunities.” I hope that soon the beech tree will embrace the fresh green colors of spring as well!
The Big Tree in the Tsitsikamma forest near Storms River is a giant Outeniqua Yellowwood tree. Standing over 35 meters tall it towers over the rest of the canopy. What this tree must have seen in its 800 years of life!
Sometimes, even big is not big enough…
Photo taken in South Luangwa National Park, Zambia.
When we had just moved to Zambia, people often asked us: What is it that you miss most? The presumed answer – I guess – was ‘my family’ or ‘that the power stays on’ or ‘pindakaas’. What I used to answer, however, was trees. I missed the trees I grew up with. Trees here, they have another shape. Their leaves are just not right. Their bark is different. Maybe that’s why I like to play around with my photographs of trees: to highlight the sense of not-belonging that they give me.