Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Monday, 20 July 2009
Woods near the water mill, Guettes-es-Lievres, morning.
There are tiny forests in the emerald clumps of moss, and a chapel in the wood, not three feet high, formed by the arches of a dead tree's exposed roots .
2 comments:
Your words create such a vivid image for me, Lucy. I can almost see it.
:)
that's a lovely description...
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