To see the bare remains of a tree in the middle of the river when there is foliage in the background is a rather humbling experience. Shorn of its identity, its faith in where it belongs remains intact. Personally, in the melancholia I see immense composure…it comes from the water surrounding it. Still and accepting.
Location: In the middle of the Periyar Bird Sanctuary, Kerala, South India. But it could be anywhere.
Camera: It was a simple Canon, not even digital. This is a scanned image.