What's the antidote to a little artistic stress? An escape of course, or an Artist's Date as described in the Artist's Way. I needed to walk the Woodelf's dogs again and so it was a great way to lose myself in the woods without feeling vulnerable.
We walked through groves of beech trees, silent and spooky.
With hushed footsteps among the whispering leaves along new and unfamiliar paths. Suddenly one dog refused to go forward, with growls and dragging feet she was pulled in my wake, her brother falling into step beside her. I wasn't filled with confidence as obviously I'd be the first eaten by the wolf or bear hiding in the undergrowth. Just as suddenly they perked up and ran in front of me. We were on the way home!
Down yet another unfamiliar path I was brought up short by this stunningly beautiful scene. Please click on the picture to enlarge it.
I could feel the magic in the air as my skin prickled and both dogs were happy to lounge about as I took these pictures.
This is my favourite :D
A dog pulled and the camera jogged, surrounding us with danceing faeries :D
A faery gift? On the path this gorgeous slice of cedar. It looked like a piece of the moon, fallen to Earth and waiting to be painted on.
A much needed break and my Muse is now content.