burning pines
There’s a moment at sunset when everything feels alive — even the trees seem to breathe. Burning Pines captures that fragile in-between, when light hits the sharp pine needles and turns them into streaks of gold.
The branches look almost slick, reflecting the last warmth of the day before night settles in.
These images aren’t just about nature; they’re about the tension between calm and fire, between what fades and what lingers. The pines stand still, but the light moves — and for a brief second, they burn without burning.
