Posted on June 2, 2026 by dominiquefcameronWood. Darkful, lightening. Slivers of sky, deep shadows of tree. A hare bounds away, a red squirrel watches warily. Fallen pine trees their great foot plates of root and earth block the path. Birdsong notate the morning. Share this: Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook More Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Like Loading... Related