Tuesday, August 18, 2015
like an oak
Be confident, like an old oak. Storm shaken, weather beaten, yet still firmly standing still. It stops me each time I see it in the forest with its looks of majesty and might. It commands my respect at its rooted site. It is an old oak who has survived hundred and hundred of years. Which gives my imagination an immediate runaround: what is it this old oak has witnessed in its past?
poem written by Karoliina Urso
Friday, August 14, 2015
Wilderness brings its rewards
Take a walk, take a long hike into a forest you do not know. Let it whisper to you and greet you. Let it smile to you. You will feel refreshed.
Thursday, August 13, 2015
Wednesday, August 12, 2015
Monday, May 19, 2014
Sunday, May 11, 2014
Birth of a poppy flower
Witnessing a birth of such a beautiful flower. It took two years to cultivate it and it was worth it.
Thursday, May 1, 2014
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