Evening sunlight filters through the woods near my house.
Today was a busy day of errands in town, (Friday is our usual go-to-town day) so it was especially nice to have just a few minutes at the end of the day to take a short stroll through the woods near my house.
The sound of birds has ceased for today. They have found their perches, and are settled in for the night.
In this season of not-quite-winter and not-really spring, every sound of bird is welcome, and every rustle of the leaves as we walk by, a gentle reminder that the woods are busy with life, much of which goes unnoticed in our frantic pace. When you wander, look for signs of this life, however small, and wonder.
Whose comings and goings made this small path ?
The new buds of this Locust sparkle in the gloaming light.
The last rays of sun turn the hillside red
Another forest of my past, one dear to my heart, much greener than my own, and
shining like a jewel in the last light.
Peace.
Beautiful Deb! The last photo is especially stunning.
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