Ten minutes on foot from our home, there is a wild and wonderful forest. The Huveaune River weaves through it.
When I need to breathe, let my thoughts unwind, and let my inner child/spirit feel her way, my feet know where to lead.
I am not afraid to dance in the forest. The river, the birds... nature's song roots me.
Chelsea and I went for a twilight walk in the forest. It never fails to offer us a moment of mysterious wonder. As Chelsea said, "We could be in a faraway forest... who would believe this is in our backyard?"
We brought our cameras with us.
Chelsea ran alongside the river.
Her spirit soared, mine absorbed.
The birds' song as evening fell was utterly tender. Their music takes me by the hand far and yet so near. I love when I feel transported yet don't move.
We could barely see our way home... but we didn't care; we knew the way by heart.
I asked my French Husband, "How do you say 'Tree Hugger" in French?"
These photos were taken years ago. However, the feeling remains the same.
I have walked in the forest, along the river near our home, for 27 years. Sadly, a few weeks ago, the century-old trees along the river were all cut down. I haven't dared to see the emptiness, the loss of soulful trees who gave me so much joy.
I am glad I have these photos and others to remind me that once upon a time, a magical place was outside our backyard.
Oh I am always so sad when beautiful trees are taken down
Thanks for sharing this and everything you post.
Blessings
Love Jeanne
Posted by: Jeanne | 26 November 2022 at 08:38 PM
My thirteen year old daughter, our two whippets, and I just returned from a woodland walk here in our small town of Clifton, VA which is 30 minutes outside DC. Your pictures and text resonated perfectly with what we just experienced. I admit to shedding a few tears when I reached the end of your post. I’m sorry that the trees near you were felled. It must feel as though you’ve lost old friends.
Posted by: SassyinClifton | 26 November 2022 at 10:36 PM
Heaven.
Posted by: Shelley Noble | 27 November 2022 at 12:05 AM
Lovely post - why were the trees cut down? Lower water table?
Posted by: Diogenes | 27 November 2022 at 02:48 AM
By the way Corey, are you watching the BBC series "Fake or Fortune" about the art world? Treasures, masterpiece paintings discovered in brocantes and unexpected places. Here's an espisode:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cv7DqEQW8XY
I binged the whole series in a few days - it's so good.
Posted by: Diogenes | 27 November 2022 at 06:04 AM
I'm sad to know that these beautiful trees are gone, I can't imagine what it must feel like for you and your village. I'm sorry.
I believe this is why we make photos, make art - and celebrate the moment. To relive the joy.
Posted by: Susan in Zurich | 27 November 2022 at 07:25 AM
I can see why you you haven’t been to see the place they once stood. I too am a tree hugger and while I know it is sometimes necessary to fell a tree, it always makes me sad.
Posted by: carol | 27 November 2022 at 07:43 AM
What a shame about the trees, seems strange that they had to be cut down....those sort of beautiful trees seem to live on forever...hopefully little saplings will come up to replace them....cheers from Jennie, NZ
Posted by: Jennifer Phillipps | 27 November 2022 at 10:12 AM
Beautiful post, Corey. Thanks for sharing this special experience. I, too, am a lover of the magnificence of trees and how they speak to our hearts and souls if only you stop and listen.
Posted by: Kathy | 27 November 2022 at 04:46 PM
How sad. I'm assuming they were diseased. They are cutting ash trees here, and I'm so afraid they will cut these right outside my balcony. I am just on the third floor of my apartment building, but I have always felt as if I were in a treehouse.
Posted by: Teddee Grace | 27 November 2022 at 05:53 PM
Oh so sad for you that the trees are gone.
I hope they plant new ones.
Trees are so important for so many reasons.
If you haven't read Forest Bathing, it really opened my eyes to the importance.
Posted by: marilyn | 28 November 2022 at 11:48 PM