In my daily walks, I often find oddities that catch my eye.
Even in their solitude, nature never fails to impress.
“There is pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the lonely shore, There is a society where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I love not man the less, but nature more.”
Lord Byron (1788-1824)
Love, love the second shot. A tree or a grass that grows in an almost impossible environment never fails to amaze me.