While foraging for boughs and berries I came upon Grandfather Fir. He let me sit under his canopy and enjoy his fragrant needles as I stared up into eternity through his branches. Grandfather Fir said I could snip some of his branches but I couldn't so I didn't.
If you ever have a pressing philosophical question that needs answering, just have a seat under Grandfather Fir. He has all the answers cradled in his wise roots. Be patient and listen well.
xo milady
2 comments:
I'm amazed you can do these beautiful images in less than a day.
Advent nature is speaking to you!
I amaze myself! :)
Nothing like a little "deadline" to get milady moving. I'm really enjoying this and love even more the feedback! thank u!xo
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