Friday Pic #10: My Forest
My forest is dark and forbidding at first; tall, mysterious firs filtering the sunlight onto the green, green moss. Then it breaks up, splinters, pines occupying the lichen-clad hillocks, deciduous trees (mostly birch and aspen) competing for space in the lower spaces. In some places miniature wetlands form, circled by ferns.
It’s a varied landscape, full of surprises, new discoveries around every bend of the path. And so far, we’ve had it almost to ourselves, but I don’t know how long that will last - there’s an increasing number of people turning up to pick mushrooms each year…