Jon Wyatt Photography - Sanctuary I project text
I found myself walking local paths, seeking solace from the pain of a bereavement. From a loss that had left my relationship with nature fractured and bruised. My partner walks beside me, our unspoken thoughts colliding like tectonic plates.
Seeking sanctuary from the ache of absence, heavy steps lead us down sinuous paths into the woodlands and shady undergrowth. Dappled sunlight draws us on, always just out of reach beyond the latticework of leaves and tangle of branches.