I am comfortable in the woods.
where sometimes the sun breaks through
and lights up autumn foliage....
where Rusty Pups lead me down meandering trails...
where mosses try to climb tree trunks...
where some trees stand ankle deep in fallen needles....
and climb upwards...
and upwards to reach the sky....
where fallen and decomposing bits and pieces....
provide fodder for future stitches.
The woods offer a never ending view - of something high, low and in between. There are beautiful secrets there, one only has to look.
ReplyDeleteLooks so much like there - especially those rusting beech leaves, so amazing this time of year!!
ReplyDeleteThe Rusty Pups are always worth following..
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