The Hall of Trees || Potholes State Park

Hello dear friends!

This weekend my family went camping at Potholes State Park, a green oasis set in the middle of desert country in Eastern Washington. While we were there, I took advantage of the beautiful scenery to exercise my creativity. One of the most eye-catching parts of the park was this amazing hall of trees, which I assume was planted in order to break the wind; there were several blocking the camping grounds from the open desert. And, while it was likely created to be practical, I loved how magical and fairytale-like it looked so of course I had to snap some photos!

The sound of the massively tall trees rushing with wind as I took photos was absolutely transporting and I wish I could listen to that sound always. Not only did I take these photos, but also wrote a small bit of poetry which of course I will share here. I’ve been feeling so inspired of late. Ever since the fire, I’ve felt a harder drive to push myself creatively, to chase after the dreams of what I want to do, and to ensure that I’m not just sitting on ideas and letting them go stagnant.

Dress, vintage (similar here, here) | shoes, Amazon here | brooch, vintage (similar here, here, here) | Belt, thrifted

While editing these photos I was inspired to write a poem, which is something I haven’t done in ages and ages. I may begin sharing more of my writings here as they come, and in the meantime… here’s this one.

She wanders among the trees
Waiting
For her soul to release
And float betwixt the leaves
Clean as they tremble with
The rush of the wind
Or to dig deep and cold
Between the darkness of the roots
Nestled in the earth
Giving life
From what died before
She waits
And she watches
And she dreams…
— “She Waits” by Kristina Suko