I love how the light dapples through a beechwood Forest in the winter. Pictures don’t really do it justice, but the little brown leaves that hang on seem to filter the low angle sunlight in a soft, warm way.
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“All good things are wild, and free.” Henry David Thoreau
a tiny voice in my head can't shut up about this tiny ad: