Every time I drive to our local dog walking path I notice this magical place on the side of the road. It is fenced off for the Deer that graze here so only park rangers can access it. In the evening and especially this time of year it it lit with the most sublime, golden hues. I took these pictures around 7pm yesterday evening. It is hard to see but there is a little stream that meanders between the trees.
Sometimes you just know when there is magic in a place. If fairies would live anywhere, it would be such a place as this.
Some places just feel as if they have been preserved for something other than humankind to live.
At some points along the stream my photographs just didn't come out at all. It could have been the contrast, the lightning or my position, or maybe, just maybe there are some places that just can't be captured on film, only be sensed by the eye and the heart.
Folklore states that their are places, deep in the countryside, moors and mountains where even animals do not dare to tread knowing that fairy land cannot be trespassed or taken.
Here is a little film I watched recently that is full of wonder and the magic of childhood.
Every Friday I'll be pausing to notice something from the week that has nourished my soul.
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A special, sacred-everyday moment captured on camera, or perhaps a
snippet from a book, a recipe still warm from the kitchen or something
whimsical that simply made me smile.
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Here are a few simple things that have fed my soul this week.
What has inspired/fed/nourished your soul this week friends?
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