More ideas from Laina

"It was rapture enough just to sit there beside him in silence, alone in the summer night in the white splendor of moonshine, with the wind blowing down on them out of the pine woods. Montgomery, The Blue Castle


I have dreams of the forest which nearly bring me to tears. I can see them, the trees misty in an autumnal fog. Hunter green and the scent of earth, an air like no other.