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Chant du monde boréal
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Sandshifter, 60N.
Where it all makes sense.


CHRONICLES FROM ARCANIA

Preamble

Through Chronicles from Arcania, I shall attempt to share walks with you, this poetics from 60N, where I feel at one with our Earth, my sense of place so maritime.


Wednesday, 4 August 2010

into the wild

trek through the green

The more we walked through the island, the more our world shares hues of life - from fields of jades to purple hills... And yet we trekked through a jungle.

 Some wild garden ahead of us!

We walked besides the lilipads, found open gates and secret doors... A stony path back to the shore...  The land was kind and generous.

One final look before we went... An angel smiled here on the wall.
...We will be back for more flowers :-)
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6 comments:

  1. :Doreen4 August 2010 at 16:13

    wow Nat! I'm In Love!

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  2. Crafty Green Poet4 August 2010 at 21:40

    what a lovely place...

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  3. Nat Hall4 August 2010 at 23:14

    Oh, this place is truly magic, Doreen! ;-)))
    thank you for dipping in.

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  4. Nat Hall4 August 2010 at 23:15

    Oh, yes, it is, Juliet - one of those glorious and yet hidden treasures. You'd love it! :-))
    x

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  5. abby5 August 2010 at 16:17

    beautiful Nat - a secret garden

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  6. Nat Hall5 August 2010 at 21:48

    such a gorgeous oasis of joy, Abby :-)

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