Into The Woods

Just behind our house is the forest.  The land drops off and we walk down, down, down to get to the bottom where we are surrounded by forest.

At the very bottom there is a small pond -- but the journey to get there is what its all about.  For there are any number of things to see if I look carefully.  The other day I came upon these red mushrooms -- a blast of color in a world of green and brown.

There is a bench there but sadly a southern forest in the summer is no place to stand or sit still. Things are crawling and buzzing and 'alive'.  Its better to keep moving.

Do you suppose the fairies dance in this bed of ferns?

Time to head back up the stairs and leave this deep forest in its mystery.

"The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness." - John Muir

Come Visit Me

 

 

Won't you come visit me - here in my little nest?  Our front door is always open but we could just as likely sit here and have a cup of tea together.

Or we could check out the pond which is just outside my studio.  Often the frogs are croaking there, or jumping into the pond as my footsteps get nearer.

There are lots of little niches here in this place.  Rocks and moss and all manner of green. 

So come on, let's sit and visit and share our lives together.

"Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom." - Marcel Proust