In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things…
“In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me.”
– John Fowles
pic by me, Aug. 2014, playing with LR edits today. 🙂
Lovely pairing of this quote with your image, BobbieZen
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And so very true, Darcee McCutcheon . Thank you!
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The woods are life.
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Yes, and eyes are always on us, there David Renaud , even if we mistakenly believe we’re all alone. 🙂
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If you open yourself up as if an innocent babe, you feel the life, the chi. It’s obvious you’re not alone.
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Hard to imagine anything more beautiful than the woods in springtime:-) Lovely post, love the raccoon!
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Thank you so very much Ann Kennedy ! 🙂
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Check the little thief out 😆 you’re getting so good at this BobbieZen
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The woods seems to be watching you.
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🙂 They are, but they’re sooo cute! Thx, Barry Ellenburg
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Eyes…everywhere! Cilla C
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