Lonely trees1 one minute reading

«La solitude, ça n'existe pas», sang Gilbert Bécaud ironically a few millennia ago, and each of his intonations underlined just how much it exists. It's true for humans, animals and even trees. Alone in the wind. Alone, lost on a rock or on a beach. And even alone, lost among other trees. It can be lonely in a crowd, can't it? Photos taken in France.