A walk of changing seasons

Walk through the autumnal forest Where the faeries prance in delight And peep out from behind their little doors Carved in trees And in the darkness, light.

REBLOG: Why life is too short

Inspiring! “There are two cranes in front of my house. One night I watched as one moved, and then the other, to face in the complete opposite direction. I couldn’t believe my eyes, it was past midnight. I looked again at their cabins, there didn’t seem to be anyone inside. I realised the wind was…