Like laying in a palm held where clouds bend to breath

[sovay]

Around sunset, we went to the Fells. We stood on the top of granite shields and watched a mallard swim toward us across the late-skimmed reflections of the reservoir, quacking disappointedly away to his fellows when we had no treats for him. We could hear a chorus of peepers from a pond we couldn't see through the lichen-patched trees, still leafless as autumn. Holdstock's idea of a mythago wood always looked like these tangled trails to me, smelling of cold stone and last year's winter. spatch took pictures of us in the last, highest light.

Comments

[radiantfracture]

Lovely pictures!

[sovay]

Lovely pictures!

Thank you!

[selkie]

And you got back to the twenty-first century in time for Zoom! *marvels*

[sovay]

And you got back to the twenty-first century in time for Zoom!

I had book yelling to do!

*hugs*

[cmcmck]

Great pics! :o)

[sovay]

Great pics!

Thank you!

[minoanmiss]

that is so gorgeous omg

[sovay]

that is so gorgeous omg

It was wonderful light.

[asakiyume]

We could hear a chorus of peepers from a pond we couldn't see through the lichen-patched trees --beautiful (I like "lichen-patched"). Spring is coming.

[sovay]

--beautiful (I like "lichen-patched"). Spring is coming.

I very definitely want to see what that part of the Fells looks like in bloom.

[ashlyme]

I love all of this. Especially the thought of you encountering mythagos. I hope you find that pond!

[sovay]

I love all of this. Especially the thought of you encountering mythagos. I hope you find that pond!

Thank you! I will bring back photos if we do.