Visits to the Woods

Sometimes my visits to the woods have to be virtual, just because things get busy and life gets in the way. Today was such a day. 

 

 

The Story

The woods prepare for winter.
What do the trees think of the coming hibernation?
Whatever their thoughts, they are only whispered to each other.
Leaving the rest to wonder, but never know the story.

Leave or Stay

She's deciding whether to leave or stay - I wouldn't want to go either.

*Art by Bertha Wegmann

Diary of A Forest Girl

Queen of the Woods

The Queen of the Woods 

Must gather flowers for home, 

Some for a bouquet and 

Some for a crown.

A Church in the Woods

Love this little church in the woods. I wrote a poem about it called, "The Prayer."

The Prayer

The narrow door opens wide
Just room enough for one

To step inside the damp stone walls

And say a prayer to God

 The air falls quiet all is still

No bird is heard, no sound at all

Beneath the hushed and silent trees

This sacred place begs bended knee

Stirring from the quiet place

Stepping out to all I see

The feeling of the prayer goes on

In stones and earth and tree

A Path I'd Love To Take

I'm considering buying this piece of art to add to my walls. Pretty patina and a path I'd love to take. You could just step right up into that frame and start walking. I love to scour the internet for vintage art because they are one-of-a-kind snapshots from time. You can just imagine the artist all set up and painting outside as they try to capture the beauty and do it justice. Hoping that it comes out all right.