This is the forest primeval.
The murmuring pines and the hemlocks,
Bearded with moss, and in garments green, indistinct in the twilight,
Stand like Druids of eld, with voices sad and prophetic,
Stand like harpers hoar, with beards that rest on their bosoms.
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
I enjoyed your photos and your words today. Thank you Claudia.
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Sometimes a bit of the mystic is all we need. Thank you so much.
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You are welcome Claudia.
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