An old, gnarled tree with bare, intertwining branches dominates the view against a misty, ethereal backdrop. The contorted tree limbs stretch skywards, enveloped by a soft, diffuse light, creating an atmospheric, almost otherworldly forest scene.

School Run

A quiet path walked each day, unchanged yet never the same. Through years of repetition on the daily school run, the ordinary reveals its quiet unnoticed beauty.

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Spring

Golden light breaks through morning mist, illuminating bare branches not yet dressed for spring. The path awakens slowly, caught between winter's grip and summer's promise. In this in-between time, anticipation itself becomes beautiful.

Summer

Beneath a canopy dense with life, the familiar route transforms into a green cathedral. Moss climbs ancient bark while leaves filter morning light into patterns that shift with each passing day. The path offers shelter and shade, at the height of its abundance.

Autumn

Leaves turn gold and amber on branches that will soon stand bare. The path glows with warmth even as it prepares to let go, each morning revealing a different arrangement of colour. Beauty intensifies in its impermanence.

Winter

Bare branches trace delicate patterns against pale grey skies, their essential structure finally revealed. Snow touches the moss-covered trunks sparingly, highlighting what remains when everything else falls away. In this stripped-back season, the path shows its bones.