I won't be able to stop talking about these photos. I love just the idea that you let me have this visual journey. I can feel the moisture in the air, and smell the cedar along the walk. I love the length of the trees, how they have fallen on one another, soon each to be a mother log.
Thank you for showing me the water, how is is rushing from the tops of the hills down to the lake. I can almost feel that numbness that goes up to my elbows, should I leave my hand in it for too long.
Thank you Rhiannon for letting Betty see what it is you have captured on your own camera. Funny how when we are there, we want to take that pic and then look at it. That will almost be the same as looking at the forest for you can still her the sounds, the crackling of dry sticks underfoot and probably a few bird sounds.
Just loved the journey, Mary. Word can't compete with the pictures. And the pictures can't compete with the real thing. Thanks for letting me know you enjoyed it. I haven't walked that trail this early in the season.
Sometime will we have to get a pic of the trail maintainers. Thank you David Pilling, David Wood, Glen Pilling and Greg Bates. I like to call it the Grandfathers' Trail, since so much time is put in by the grandfathers on this path.
Wow and three cheers for the smell of pine! I wonder if there is a different smell for the needles, the bark, the sap. I will have to get closer to all three next time. Pine used to be a favourite smell for atomizers in cars. :-)
I won't be able to stop talking about these photos. I love just the idea that you let me have this visual journey. I can feel the moisture in the air, and smell the cedar along the walk. I love the length of the trees, how they have fallen on one another, soon each to be a mother log.
ReplyDeleteThank you for showing me the water, how is is rushing from the tops of the hills down to the lake. I can almost feel that numbness that goes up to my elbows, should I leave my hand in it for too long.
Thank you Rhiannon for letting Betty see what it is you have captured on your own camera. Funny how when we are there, we want to take that pic and then look at it. That will almost be the same as looking at the forest for you can still her the sounds, the crackling of dry sticks underfoot and probably a few bird sounds.
Just loved the journey, Mary. Word can't compete with the pictures. And the pictures can't compete with the real thing. Thanks for letting me know you enjoyed it. I haven't walked that trail this early in the season.
Sometime will we have to get a pic of the trail maintainers. Thank you David Pilling, David Wood, Glen Pilling and Greg Bates. I like to call it the Grandfathers' Trail, since so much time is put in by the grandfathers on this path.
Mary had us all say one thing we could smell when we were on a walk together the other day. I think "pine" was the most frequent answer.
ReplyDeleteWow and three cheers for the smell of pine! I wonder if there is a different smell for the needles, the bark, the sap. I will have to get closer to all three next time. Pine used to be a favourite smell for atomizers in cars. :-)
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