Good morning all.
Many thanks to everyone who stopped by to vote, comment or just look at yesterday's upload. The response totally surprised me!
Woods and their attendant summer sprinkling of bluebells could, I suppose, be found in many places in Britain.
These in particular are just outside Callender in Scotland, where "Michael" (who for once was not hurtling down the road at warp factor 10) and I spent a very pleasant couple of hours strolling blithely through the sun-dappled paths and drinking in the warmth and silence, which was broken only by hidden birdsong and the gentle creak of boughs swaying to the rhythm of balmy zephyrs.
These trees, to me at least, seemed to form the hint of a path leading to who knew where; perhaps to some enchanted glade wherein a nymph or dryad would dwell, or some magic fountain would play in elusive sunbeams ...
Step thither and enjoy their delights..
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|Lens:||Zuiko 14 - 45 |
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