
These trees may not look like special woods but, for me they are the keepers of my childhood. A place my soul wanders and resides. This foggy morning held a stillness in the woods. It reminded me to sit in the silence and breathe. ❤
These trees may not look like special woods but, for me they are the keepers of my childhood. A place my soul wanders and resides. This foggy morning held a stillness in the woods. It reminded me to sit in the silence and breathe. ❤
With the holidays quickly approaching , I have decided to take a short break and will begin again on the 3rd of January. May you all have a wonderful holiday and a happy New Year! ^_^ ❤
The top left was at the end of the day at my mother’s house. At any other angle this rock looks nothing like a heart! The top right and bottom left were after my favorite tree. The last heart is a deer’s footprint in the snow, at the right perspective 😉 .
A water droplet pays tribute to a Hawthorn berry’s memory.
When you’re alone but feel one with everything.