Arching branches and dark shadows on the ground and in the air, veiled skeins of amorphous shade. The geometry of the topography of trees mapped out in sentinel positions, each one staking a meaning. So many meanings planted, growing in a mind’s forest around which a wanderer in wakeful dreaming pleasantness muses upon so admirable a stand of trees significant, though of what am not quite sure.
Aletha Kuschan's Weblog 
Gauguin est venu te voir.
This is a bit different. Lovely words – a mix of dark and light (like the trees – I particulary like the red/orange tree in the foreground – like something you would see in Australia).