Sissy and I went for a walk in the Forest near The Abandoned. We hiked down the side of the fern-clad canyon to Deer Valley, a magical place from our childhood. The deer trails were there--still used by generations of deer. There was a sort of wonder all around us--a soft quiet to the air as though past and present had converged. I was sure if we waited long enough, we would see something amazing.
And we did--if you look closely--just in front of the old beaver dam--you can see a faery face reflection in the water, peeking over the "Y" of the tree.
For more wonderful reflections from around the world, be sure to visit James at Weekend Reflections.
NOTE: If you intend to visit The Abandoned, be sure to get permission from the owners first. If you do not have permission, you may be arrested and prosecuted for trespassing.
