Hidden forest

There is a whole for­est hid­den in a bed of moss. You ought to take a child and find a patch of the love­ly, soft green­ery, then get down real­ly close, and watch the won­der in their eyes.

Not gone yet

Win­ter has almost set in com­plete­ly here.  The rio­tious hues of the leaves have fad­ed and fall­en to a brown car­pet, and every­thing begins to look with­drawn, hid­ing from the frost. Walk­ing through the woods, you find that there is still col­or, but in small places. The moss is still a vivid green, and con­trasts stark­ly… Con­tin­ue read­ing Not gone yet

Water oaks

One of the things I miss the most about Flori­da are the ancient, sprawl­ing water oak trees. Dur­ing our trip down to vis­it rel­a­tives dur­ing Thanks­giv­ing, I cap­tured this view.

Web of diamonds

Walk­ing in the woods a lit­tle over a week ago, I came upon a bed of jew­els lay­ing in the grass–a spi­der’s web cradling droplets of water.