Out walking a trail in the desert, I felt inexplicably drawn towards a particular Juniper tree. It was like a magnet, like I had fallen in some sort of love.
I moved in close to intimately admire all of the textures and colors and lines. It really was like some sort of beholding. As I was, I looked down and saw a "wing" in one of the branches—and in a split second there was an instantaneous knowing:
"There's an angel in this tree."
After that, it simply felt right to take photos of the parts of the Juniper I loved the most without planning or thinking at all.
Later that night, out of curiosity, I put the images into photoshop and started arranging them one step at a time to see what would happen...
... There was an angel in the tree.