As I was a child my family used to venture out into the woods almost every Sunday morning. Just to walk, breathe. During the course of a year we collected whatever could be found - beechnuts, mushrooms, blueberries or chestnuts. On the not edible end there were stones, roots, branches, pine cones, caterpillars, bugs - not everything we took home. Being out in the woods may be one thing I remember best when thinking of my childhood.
And there is even more in a forest... something which never failed to make me smile... my mother always said I looked like Jodie Foster - which I thought was a bit far fetched but oh, so flattering. I always wondered why my mother would say something like that...
Now, a few years later and having the most beautiful daughter one could ever think of, I do understand why...
Mothers.
A forest of owls made for being part of one in ten.
Larger pictures over there.