Another picture from the same place as yesterday's photo. The trees have been attacked by bark beetles and died. Before this was dense, impenetrable forest. Through the trees you can now see far to Bavaria (Germany). The trees on the ground have been overturned by the last storm. Many blueberries are now thriving. In autumn, you can fill your stomach here.
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Bohemian Forest, Upper Austria
Thank you for your description after yesterday's shot. Even through disaster, we can find some benefits. That is the beauty of life and as you say, part of the cycle of nature. I like the drama of this shot and the view through the trees to the land beyond.
These dead trees - no green, no leaves, no needles, partly bursted. Not a pretty sight, you could say. But it is the course of nature, and the dead wood is material for new life. And as I thought - even these tree corps have their own expressive aesthetics.
Yes, the bark beetles have actually destroyed an incredible number of acres of forest. Never before have I seen such a thing in this scale and totality. It is an oppressive feeling at first to go through a forest of towering tree corpses - some tops broken, some uprooted by storms and lying on the ground. - A tree graveyard.
And yet - it is its own aesthetic that radiates this place. A special spirit lives there, who sees everything suspended in a comprehensive whole. And the sadness goes out.
Thank you for your nice comments!
These dead trees - no green, no leaves, no needles, partly bursted. Not a pretty sight, you could say. But it is the course of nature, and the dead wood is material for new life. And as I thought - even these tree corps have their own expressive aesthetics.
Thank you very much for your kind attention!
Yes, the bark beetles have actually destroyed an incredible number of acres of forest. Never before have I seen such a thing in this scale and totality. It is an oppressive feeling at first to go through a forest of towering tree corpses - some tops broken, some uprooted by storms and lying on the ground. - A tree graveyard.
And yet - it is its own aesthetic that radiates this place. A special spirit lives there, who sees everything suspended in a comprehensive whole. And the sadness goes out.