I swear these trees were talking to each other. A very private conversation, because as soon as I whipped the camera out they fell shtum. A couple of regal ladies a little past their prime, they gossiped of summers past and tried not to notice each other's somewhat threadbare attire.
Meanwhile on the other side of the river, the oaks stood guard over the landscape and consulted the clouds about the weather.
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Oooow, wants to be walking amongst those trees...listening to them whisper and sing :D XXX
ReplyDeleteLove your whispering trees Lisa but also the landscape below. Sitting on the little river and see that beautiful clouds.
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lovely greet
Marja
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those are stunning photos... and any post where you get to use the word shtum is a cracker...xx
ReplyDeleteI recently read a book called 'The Choiring of the Trees' by Donald Harington. An unusual book but I liked the description of The Choiring of trees and the way the talk/sing, as you describe here. Beautiful photos.
ReplyDeleteHello Miss Lisa! So happy to be visiting you here! Thanks for stopping by to say hello...feels like I have been gone for years!
ReplyDeleteLovely lovely photos here!
Hope all is well with you!
Hugs and smiles
Julia
xoxo
Oh these are gorgeous Lisa...love that grungy look on the photos. Photoshop is so cool...wish I had it.
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