The woods around me are hilly, and full of rocks here and there. Sometimes you come across a bunch of rocks, possibly gathered in fields and moved long ago, or just that they're in a ravine somewhere. This is a place like that, rocks and trees, ravines with small creeks, sometimes dry creek beds. I love the way that woods can have small spotlit areas where some part of the canopy was lost. A tree dies or falls and leaves a hole for sunlight to find its way in. Sometimes an intense area of light can appear similar to stage lighting, with some kind of scene taking place where the light falls. There are multiple characters in these woods to be examined this way.