painted by the sun
your delicate constitution
echos on the woodland path
Fern Shadows
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
Where observation and imagination meet nature in poetry.
painted by the sun
your delicate constitution
echos on the woodland path
Beautiful.
thanks!
I love these shadows, Catherine…
thanks so much “J-anita”
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Walks in the forest… discoveries… the best!
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Well I like ferns, with their ancestral aspect, and I like shadows. I often think I’m only my shadow. I hope I one day will grow as a wise one and that finally I’ll can be my true myself.
you are growing everyday – even if it doesn’t feel like it…your shadow is just a tiny reminder of your magnificence!