....the woods are lovely, dark and deep but I have promises to keep and miles to go before I sleep and miles to go before I sleep *Robert Frost* Picture taken at the Ancient Forest, British Columbia
Funny thing is that I told my husband about my dream and how beautiful it was before it turned to ash. I said how everything beautiful fades, disappears or turns ugly. That was the pity, the blah, in me. I see that in these pictures however, I captured ever lasting beauty. In that, there is hope for today.