Do you fancy to come along a walk in 'our' woods ? The forest is my shelter in hard days. When life's storms hit I sneak out of the house and walk the few hundred metres to the nearest wood patch and get lost in the trees, listening to the birds, smelling the moss, filling my eyes with wonder, usually with one or two ( or more !) from my wolfpack, and all the bad things, and bad feelings and bad mood just melt away and disappear in the beauty of creation.
A hare was here !
The birches are peeling off
Can you see the arch ? It reminds me the door of Moria