Kurth Kiln


It’s crazy how being in the middle of nowhere can make you feel so independently large and adventurous yet small and lost between the paper oaks. The natural or manmade engravings of a tree trunk characterise the surrounding land. The leafy dirt tracks with no visible endings not only guide a journey but is the fencing to nature’s home. The spreading canopy of green above seems so distant yet intimately sheltering. The regrowth of fauna illuminates the scorched trunks and despite the rain, the smell of burning lingers. The mosaic of branches above leaves me mute and bewildered. Mother nature’s sanctuary of sun-dappled leaves, placid droplets and alpine oaks stands still and tranquil for life to admire, inhabit and appreciate.



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