Heather Philp
Licorice Legs by Heather Philp  Image: As the low winter sun sets, long tree shadows stretch across the quiet field—bare branches casting delicate lines of stillness and light.

"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."
—Albert Camus
As the low winter sun sets, long tree shadows stretch across the quiet field—bare branches casting delicate lines of stillness and light. "In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer." —Albert Camus