Saturday, April 03, 2010
London, ON, March 2010
If trees are supposed to signify the very essence of life, I often find myself wondering why they keep showing up as ominous backdrops in literature and film. The visual of creepy-looking branches casting scary shadows over a frightened someone-or-other as he/she is set upon by some similarly creepy-looking bad guy has become an overused cliche.
And all this from something that nurtures and protects the entire ecosystem that grows up around it.
Doesn't seem fair, does it?