Introduction
Longleaf in January is like an aging beauty queen without her make-up, photographed mercilessly in harsh light.
And yet, there is grace here, unadorned without the vining flowers of summer, spare and honest.
Taking a backseat to the rutting deer; providing them shelter and sustenance even in this chill, sleepy season.
Longleaf is the ground of our being; the place where we meet ourselves coming back; home.
