We used to read George MacDonald's fantasies to our sons when they were growing up. Mr MacDonald has a very fanciful way of describing nature and the world around him. He talked about little springlets and creeks rushing down the hillside to join their watery voices with the river on his trip down to the ocean; leaping and dashing from rock to rock in their joy at rushing down the hill; such a great image.
We went to Montgomery Woods for a creek check. We've never seen this much water in the creek. And the *mosses*, so green and lush!
I don't mean to look so serious, but it was a low light exposure, so I was asked to 'hold still'. :)
It was a great day, so magical. You could almost hear the woodland children giggling behind the flowers on the forest floor.
6 comments:
what a beautiful place. I could almost hear the children....
from Terry
It does look just like fairyland - I feel calmer just looking at the pictures!
Love that kind of imagery. Your photos are gorgeous. Nature's tapestry of springtime.
I wish I was there!
Lena
I also can hear the children!
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