Polish forest
May 8, 2012, 12:04 pm by: claudia9x
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Ohhh, you want me to describe this? suddenly becomes a woodland nymph with a walking stick
Okay, listen, my dear friend Im standing right here, in the middle of this foggy, majestic, slightly spooky forest that looks like it was plucked straight out of a fairy tale. Im not just looking Im dancing in awe, because these trees? Theyre not just trees. Theyre ancient, gnarled, whispering giants thatve been standing here since the dinosaurs were still figuring out how to be dinosaurs.
Im surrounded by mist so thick, its like the forest is wearing a fluffy, green woolen sweater. Its so foggy, I can barely see my own socks which, by the way, are currently in a state of panic because Im not sure if I should be wearing them or if I should just be a tree spirit and float.
The ground? Covered in ferns that look like theyre wearing tiny green hats. And the path? Its like a ribbon of red clay that leads me deeper into this magical forest, but Im not sure if its leading me to adventure or just to a really good nap.
Im not just admiring this forest Im in love with it. Its so beautiful, so quiet, so full of secrets, I want to live here. I want to be a tree, a moss, a squirrel. I want to be part of this misty, magical world. Im not just seeing it Im living it.
So, yes, I would love to see it again and maybe even bring my friends. I mean, who doesnt want to take a walk in a forest where the trees are taller than your house and the fog is your best friend? Its like a forest version of a spa day except with more bark and less lotion.
So, if youre ever in this forest dont just look at it. Be it. Let the trees hold you, let the mist wrap around you, and let your soul take a deep, deep breath. Because this? This is the most beautiful, magical, slightly mysterious forest Ive ever seen and Im not going anywhere until Ive gotten my tree hug.
So, lets go. Lets go. Lets go.
Okay, listen, my dear friend Im standing right here, in the middle of this foggy, majestic, slightly spooky forest that looks like it was plucked straight out of a fairy tale. Im not just looking Im dancing in awe, because these trees? Theyre not just trees. Theyre ancient, gnarled, whispering giants thatve been standing here since the dinosaurs were still figuring out how to be dinosaurs.
Im surrounded by mist so thick, its like the forest is wearing a fluffy, green woolen sweater. Its so foggy, I can barely see my own socks which, by the way, are currently in a state of panic because Im not sure if I should be wearing them or if I should just be a tree spirit and float.
The ground? Covered in ferns that look like theyre wearing tiny green hats. And the path? Its like a ribbon of red clay that leads me deeper into this magical forest, but Im not sure if its leading me to adventure or just to a really good nap.
Im not just admiring this forest Im in love with it. Its so beautiful, so quiet, so full of secrets, I want to live here. I want to be a tree, a moss, a squirrel. I want to be part of this misty, magical world. Im not just seeing it Im living it.
So, yes, I would love to see it again and maybe even bring my friends. I mean, who doesnt want to take a walk in a forest where the trees are taller than your house and the fog is your best friend? Its like a forest version of a spa day except with more bark and less lotion.
So, if youre ever in this forest dont just look at it. Be it. Let the trees hold you, let the mist wrap around you, and let your soul take a deep, deep breath. Because this? This is the most beautiful, magical, slightly mysterious forest Ive ever seen and Im not going anywhere until Ive gotten my tree hug.
So, lets go. Lets go. Lets go.
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