Walk in the Wild Wood
I walk in the woods almost every day. I'm amazed how they can be so different from one day to the next. Or one moment to the next.
At Smith Farm yesterday, at first the woods looked so serene.
We're finally seeing some fall colors.
But what else do we see? A closer look reveals some less-than-serene sights (odd creatures? sculpture?) in the woods:
Is it any wonder that the scariest parts of fairy tales take place in the woods?
At Smith Farm yesterday, at first the woods looked so serene.
We're finally seeing some fall colors.
But what else do we see? A closer look reveals some less-than-serene sights (odd creatures? sculpture?) in the woods:
Is it any wonder that the scariest parts of fairy tales take place in the woods?
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posted by Becky Mushko | 9:58 AM
5 Comments:
There is a twisted Oak near the end of my driveway. Every time look at it, I think about that tree in The Legend of Sleepy Hollow. It has a way of grabbing my attention.
Cool trees. Very nice shots. Like that last line, too!
Wow! That last one looks like a praying mantis!
Cool.....
It reminds me of Snow White!
The woods are great during the day but would never want to be lost there at night. It would make me just lay down and cry.
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