New Gallery! – A close up look of the winter life on the banks of the gunpowder river. Sure winter is really not in full effect yet but summer is definitly gone. On a brisk late fall/early winter day these are the smaller things that you may not notice if you happen to be walking [...]
He lands. Alone in the cold air. Bare tree is in his grip. Creaking and swaying with each bitter gust. These lanky knuckled branches hold firm. A light whistle in the air. The wind swallows everything around it. Feathers wave with each change in direction. The wind whistles. The branches creak. He flies away.
~Eric Bannasch [...]