These photos of oak trees were photographed in the Wadi at the entrance to the village where I live.
One day, I hesitantly entered the Wadi, sat down and wondered. I dreamt and my thoughts returned me to the early years that were embedded in my mind of the Ben Shemen forest where I was born. This connection with the oak trees aroused me and I found something common among them. The oaks taught me to forgive and to accept. Thank you Oh strong oak.
I loved your power, stability and patience to grow forever.