Apologies, I’ve been basking in the beauty and magic of the woods (it takes walking aids, but I manage; what it really takes is the will to be in the woods!). I often do just bask in the great beauty around me, it is a deeply spiritual thing for me, a home as true as one made by hands; a glory of things forgotten, but remembered upon the touching of the bark, the smell of the fallen leaves; the rustle of wind in the trees, a wild branch crashing to the ground; a memory of tales and times forgotten, lost in memories and story books, and in our imaginations–but just around the corner in every wood, if only you dare to look.
I’ve been posting as @alexalexides at Instagram, but haven’t the skill to share accounts here, so I’ll leave that and share some of the recent pictures for this week of Thanksgiving, snapshots of a fall in forest! Do enjoy, some are obvious homages to Arthur Rackham, most are just my usual tree entuhusiam, and a warm and happy holiday week to everyone!
(Do please check out the posts as mentioned above, some of these aren’t quite the right ones, and I do try to keep it up daily there!)
The Firefly Forest 