Twisted Shapes in a yew grove

Twisted dark shapes for me evoked the journey of Alice in Wonderland through the dark forest. Like looking at the shadow-addict in the human being. I almost was ready for the Cheshire cat to beam smile and ask, “Who are you? " And then, where is the worm with the hookah? I now can understand how many men feared to face their shadows and go into the dark woods and how some cultures still try to disconnect from nature and the tree nation, rather than embrace their fears and walk through the forest of feelings. I felt more alive and more connected to the land and my friend David as well journeyed up the hill, through this woods