n the fading light of the golden hour, life and death meet in a singular silhouette. Perched atop the skeletal branches of a long-dead tree, a Bald Eagle keeps watch over the horizon. This piece is about the cycles of nature—how the old provides a foundation for the new.
n the fading light of the golden hour, life and death meet in a singular silhouette. Perched atop the skeletal branches of a long-dead tree, a Bald Eagle keeps watch over the horizon. This piece is about the cycles of nature—how the old provides a foundation for the new.