Stolen light
A photo from my archives that brought back memories of my walks in the forest, something that I miss a lot. (Sorry for the long story and thank you if you have the time.) (HSS)
The trail felt like a serene thought winding through the forest, the damp, soft earth yielding beneath each step. It was mid-afternoon, but the clouds had already stolen some of the light, tinting everything a muted gray. The storm would come, but not yet; there was still a little light left in the sky. To think that just an hour earlier the day had been sunny.
I carried my walking stick/tripod, which I had made several years ago (see photo below) and to which now I had attached a tracker because of the number of times I had lost it. I listened to the soft sound of my shoes on the earth, the occasional crunch of a twig. A squirrel scurried across the path, disappearing into the shadows, and somewhere deeper in the forest, a woodpecker tapped out its solitary code on a tree.
For now, only this existed: the peaceful company of the trees and walking without purpose or reason.
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Stolen light
A photo from my archives that brought back memories of my walks in the forest, something that I miss a lot. (Sorry for the long story and thank you if you have the time.) (HSS)
The trail felt like a serene thought winding through the forest, the damp, soft earth yielding beneath each step. It was mid-afternoon, but the clouds had already stolen some of the light, tinting everything a muted gray. The storm would come, but not yet; there was still a little light left in the sky. To think that just an hour earlier the day had been sunny.
I carried my walking stick/tripod, which I had made several years ago (see photo below) and to which now I had attached a tracker because of the number of times I had lost it. I listened to the soft sound of my shoes on the earth, the occasional crunch of a twig. A squirrel scurried across the path, disappearing into the shadows, and somewhere deeper in the forest, a woodpecker tapped out its solitary code on a tree.
For now, only this existed: the peaceful company of the trees and walking without purpose or reason.
On/Off - Thank you very much for your visit and taking the time to comment or fave! Much appreciated!