High summer at III. The canapy is at it's heaviest; thickest. It is cool and damp, under the leaves on the river bottom. It is shady and cool, especially if you can catch a breeze.
Where the sunlight cuts through the branches and reaches the timber floor, it washes the area with light. Looking from aways back, those highlighted areas look like pools of water, rippling.
The timber looks different at every time of the year. It changes each month and even day to day. This might be my favorite time of year.
PS: what is with that photo, third down? The day was warm and humid but it wasn't foggy!
PS: what is with that photo, third down? The day was warm and humid but it wasn't foggy!
2 comments:
There does appear to be a "mist" in that picture.
I thinks it was the fairies!
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