The pine trees have begun sprouting their cones -- although it looks like I might have covered my camera lens with gauze it is the fog that gives this misty look.
Do I see a bunch of French Knots in this tree?
Looking into the forest I cannot see further than a few feet. The growth is deep and dense. On this cool, foggy day I imagine the forest fairies curling up inside their hollow tree trunks with an extra cup of tea.
"I thank you God for this most amazing day, for the leaping greenly spirits of trees, and for the blue dream of sky and for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes." - e.e. cummings.
I live very near the St. Joseph River and a county park that is wilderness. I love to walk in the park along a path that runs along a large creek that empties into the bay at the end of my road. It has such a calming and serene effect on me. Today, I am grateful for the park that protects its inhabitants.
ReplyDeletexx, Carol
Ahhhh....lurking and loving. :)
ReplyDeleteI'm sure the Green MAn was smiling at you as you passed...along with the wee faeries having tea! :-)
ReplyDeleteThat's magical!
ReplyDeleteAnd the cummings quote fits beautifully. Check out http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nMbSY7b0fuM&feature=related for a lovely version the Eric Whitacre choral setting of those words.
Thanks so much for visiting my blog and giving me the chance to make a return visit - I love some of the things you've been up to!
What a lovely place. It looks so magical in the mist - I'm sure the fairies were watching you!
ReplyDeleteThe fog changes the sounds of the forest, too, doesn't it. Lovely shots, very quieting!
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ReplyDeleteThank you so very much for sending me this connection. I had no idea this music existed. You made my day.
Karen
ReplyDeleteI loved the way the fog 'gauzed' over everything.