Don't you just marvel at the mysteries the woods carry in its leafy bosom? It never cease to amaze me—the woods. And for reasons unknown and most incomprehensible to me, I feel it is a symbol of my spirit… of mankind’s spirit that is. And it cannot be it any other way but of enchantment, and magic, and delight….
Each phenomenon transpired, all what goes there by way of wild creatures, birds and seeds and the ability of nature itself to carry out life forward in unperceivable, unimaginably amazing ways. The woods forming open habitats where, sometimes sunlight dapples its floors in magical golden jewels… the stories taking forms in the understory of shrubs and herbaceous plants and tall grasses… it all amazes me, really.
The woods are filled with mysteries, but sometimes the universe becomes transparent, secret unseen doors are unfastened by invisible hands and the light of higher laws shines through… then, almost inadvertently you are able to see and hear things that otherwise are to be concealed.
Ah yes… unexplainable mysteries like what you see here in this photograph…
Here it is again... a little bit brighter. Can you see it? What is it I ask—that wispy, foggy mist that seems to be rising upwards from the ground and hovering in front of the entrance to the dark woods?
You see, I wasn’t planning on saying anything, but being that someone had noticed it too and wondered what that was, I’ve decided to talk… to uncover a strange and spellbinding secret. But that will have to be shared at the precise moment. The only thing I can tell you is that in no way whatsoever was that photograph altered or retouched. And that’s the truth.
Would you be here with me then to hear the tales I must share? Oh I do hope you will… but please do let me know that you are here, because if you come and don’t say a word I may think (as it often is the case) that I’m writing to empty air… sharing my mind with a vast and barren universe where only I, and my crazy imagination exist… ;)
In the mean time, I would love to hear what you think… your thoughts, your imagination, what you see in your mind’s eye? What could that mist be?
I like to think it’s a letter written in between letters? You know... in a subliminal manner? A letter written in haze, instead of ink… from some alien from another planet? But what does it say? And why did whoever wrote it decided to have it revealed through my lenses? Cause I tell you… as far as I can remember there was no haze there… odd, isn’t it!
OK, it could be that my lenses were a little bit dirty, but no. Your turn! ;) Wouldn't you write your own little story and share it with me?…