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William Butler Yeats
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April 07, 2015
Strolling Through The Woods
Strolling through the woods has always given me a sense of freedom and peacefulness like no other. I love its magical/ whimsical feel, the sunlight falling through the leaves in a special way, the special intensity of the colours and the scent of nature at its best. I get lost in my own thoughts, I wonder what's so special, I become more observant, I open my senses and try to discover things that I didn't notice before, I open my soul to the world outside only to realize that I am deeper and deeper into myself.
Desde que não se me depare com insectos saltitantes e esvoaçantes, adoro passear por bosques frondosos!! Sinto sempre que estou a ser transportada ao mundo Tolkeniano dos elfos... mas nunca encontrei nenhum! http://bloglairdutemps.blogspot.pt/
Desde que não se me depare com insectos saltitantes e esvoaçantes, adoro passear por bosques frondosos!! Sinto sempre que estou a ser transportada ao mundo Tolkeniano dos elfos... mas nunca encontrei nenhum!
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So beautiful! I love the smell of a forest. Our trees don't have their leaves yet, but soon...
ReplyDeletebeautiful post, dear Aida! realy love!
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