chalkboard at the postcard inn, st pete's beach, florida
As much as I love the beach ~ the sun, the warm water, the aquatic wildlife ~ my peace is with the shady filled woods, its hidden creatures and complex growing things. I love the seasons and the changing greens. I like wearing sweaters in the evening and not worrying about the sun, picnics on swathes of soft limp grass, and dew falling. I like the star fields over treetops full of little fresh oak leaves, and the quality of breathable light being bounced around the forest.
There is a fullness to the woods, to trees whispering, to sound when there is no sea.
We're going camping overnight tonight, the first of the year.
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5 comments:
fun. :)
i can't choose...i wan't to live somewhere in the woods, but with a trail that leads out to the beach.
so envious of your camping adventures. enjoy every second!
then, there are the bears... i choose the desert. but the woods are second :)
b. ~ yes, my ideal place would be near water too somehow, maybe a lake? or a river?
alfie ~ thanks :)
jojo ~ bears. yes. especially at 2 am in the morning when you have to leave the tent to go the bathroom! I always imagine things then... I don't have much experience with the desert. I'd like to.
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