The moisture in the land this time of year brings about a true richness and depth in the natural colors that dot the scenery. I love how the redness in the wood that ladens the land pops through the bright green of the winter moss, and grasses.
A stray piece of Douglas Fir bark becomes a topographical mapping of the roadways various insects have taken to navigate their way, to and fro.
Stumps that are being slowly broken down and decayed dramatically showcase tunnels and caverns.
Stray branches damaged by weather, and time create an amazing centerpiece fit for a king’s table.
Even the flock want to get their feet onto a wooden surface………nope, not that one ladies…..no way….
….that’s more like it!!
Thanks for visiting our forested farm today. I hope you have a wonderful day!
Your friend from Oregon,