Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Daily Moodboard / Forests

I have dreams of the forest which nearly bring me to tears. 
I can see them, the trees misty in an autumnal fog. 
Hunter green and the scent of earth, an air like no other. 
I feel no loneliness. 
A blanket of leaves, a crown of branches, fallen feathers.
My finger tips run along moss and bark. 
Bare feet against moist earth.

(all photos are Flickr sourced)
we are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it's forever
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Hidden Stairway
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A small trail leads into the foggy Del Norte forest.
Light in the Pines, after Rain
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