A contemplative walk through a rural winter landscape. It never ceases to amaze me how a layer of snow can turn something ordinary into something delicate and enchanting. One of my favourite poems is the perfect accompaniment. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening Whose woods these are I think I know.His house is…
Intimate impressions of nature with a poetic mood whose geographical location is of no importance
Patterns and fractals found in nature
Standing in the middle of an old forest is certainly wonderful, but there’s something exciting about seeing an unknown wood just from the edge of it. The view is limited and you don’t know what awaits you inside. Are there paths to walk or just impassable thicket?