Evidence of nature’s wrath is everywhere in Southeastern Alaska. Unlike many other places in the United States, trees felled by storms, age, or lighting strikes are not routinely picked up and carted away. The Alaskan wilderness is anything but tidy. Dead trees are left where they fall. They decay, giving life to new organisms in the process. In this image, I juxtapose three layers of natural forms. I anchor the scene with massive boulders, some of them covered in lichen. Three felled trees connect the boulders to the layer of rich green forest that covers the top third of the image. The colors change as the eye moves upwards or downwards through the photo.