... I mean FERN!
All things green and dripping and curling and reaching ever upward.
(and I swoon)
My parents are in town for the week. Well, to be honest they are in forest. Camping, not 15 minutes from my home in one of the loveliest areas the North Coast offers. I don't mean to boast, but really now, but this territory I reside in is so amazing, with so much to offer that I feel luck rising in my soul every time I venture out of doors.
After a solid night of sleep in my own bed and a hearty breakfast (BC is fattening me up on the good weeks - he gives me a wink and adds a little extra butter on my english muffins) I'm heading back out to the woods and water to stay with them and let my soul be filled with all that the ravens see and the black bears smell.
More to come, more to come, but first I need to get my shoes a little muddy and my pockets full of detritus.