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Near the End of a soft Spring

Near the End of a soft Spring

Hey there and welcome, or welcome back!

After taking a rather long break on this website I decided to come back and start something new. Well, not entirely new since I will be sharing primarily pictures I took and my interests, but from a fresh start. I do not yet know what is to come but I’m sure we’ll figure it out along the way. For now I wanted to share some moments from this past month of May. Summer has been rather slow to arrive this year but that has allowed for more misty mornings than usually expected for this time of the season, which is always a welcomed sight. 

Purple haze in the middle of my valley

The sun is always welcomed during the end of winter, but mornings like these have been much enjoyed, especially during the rising of the sun when the sky is turned to shades of light lavender. 

The Edge of the Forest

Now that it is June, the forest is thick with life and different shades of greens, but during May it was still, especially during the early hours of the day when it is quite dark. 

One of my (many) favorite spots near my home, the nestled beehives on the Edge.

On the topic of beehives, the end of Spring and the start of Summer are always times to look forward to when it comes to apiculture. Unfortunately I do not practice it, but our neighbours make the best honey in the whole region, and I might personally add that it is the finest one by far!

With the arrival of Summer we’ve also had the luck to witness the wildflower fields for a few weeks before the grass had to be cut later during the month. On the downside, daffodils have been rather shy this year, and I only took the time once to gather some.

The dandelions on the other hand, were not shy at all.
Golden diamond confirming the entryway to the Forest to visitors

The Edge often hides moss carpets with tall vegetation, particularly green after the snow has melted away. During Autumn this area is full of mushrooms, mostly amanitas, which makes them fairly easy to spot since the grass isn’t as high. 

Old stone walls laying in ruin to separate the road from the fields.

Another fun-to-witness occurence in May, is the changing colors of the moss just after the snow turns to water in the warming months. It can get quite dry in late July and August, and the greenery of the forest overshadows it, but when it is still quite brown and dull in the woods, the moss becomes very present visually. 

Moss on the north side of the tree trunk along with the stone wall.

I could go on about those stone walls but I think they could very well make for the subject of a post on their own, some of them are older than the woods through which they pass through, having been built when the land served as a field instead of a forest. For now I will leave this little farewell to May as it is 🙂  Until next year!

Lyanna