Far over the misty mountains old, / through dungeons deep and caverns old, / the pines were roaring on the heights; / the wind was moaning in the night. / The fire was red; it, flaming, spread. / The trees, like torches, blazed with light.
Night street night-Sky dark stars
She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies; and all that’s best of dark and bright, meet in her aspect and her eyes; thus mellowed to that tender light, which heaven to gaudy day denies. ~ Lord Byron
I wish I could be there to stargaze with someone special ❤️
A natural corridor of trees is pictured in Buckholt Wood, Cranham, Gloucestershire, by photographer Rob Wolstenholme
Mountain, ocean, forest, which one would you choose to build your dream home?
Could kill josh for not wanting to go now oh well katlyn us still going with her teacher. Ib would love to go but I can't take off:(
Dawn at Lake Louise in Banff, National Park, Alberta, Canada by Pierre Leclerc Photography