On Wednesdays all over the internet bloggers post a photo with no words to explain it. The idea is the photo says so much it doesn’t need a description.
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On Wednesdays all over the internet bloggers post a photo with no words to explain it. The idea is the photo says so much it doesn’t need a description.
Other Wordless Wednesday Contributors:
17 comments
4 June 2013 at 5:49 pm
Heart To Harp
What a beautiful find! I immediately thought of Boo Radley and the surprises he left for Scout and her brother in the knothole of the tree.
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6 June 2013 at 9:24 am
Cheryl
Oh ho … didn’t think of that. My memory is more painful … when Jem and Scout find the knothole filled with cement!
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31 May 2013 at 2:30 pm
Wunderkamera
I remember Swiss Family Robinson but the detail I remember most vividly was their donkey getting eaten by a boa constrictor. Trauma!
The door in the tree, however, reminds me of happy childhood reading and dreaming, which I obviously shared with several of you. I spent many Arthur Rackham influenced hours searching our bit of the boreal forest for that kind of tree. I now realize that the spirits of the boreal forest are a bit different.
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31 May 2013 at 8:37 pm
Cheryl
This tree has been right in front of the house we’re building all these many months, but I was so preoccupied with construction details I never walked around to other side … to this view … until last weekend! What a wonderful surprise.
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29 May 2013 at 2:31 pm
Allison Howard
It looks like there’s a secret in there – like you could open a little door and find a miniature family of fairies going about their business.
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29 May 2013 at 2:41 pm
Cheryl
Exactly, Allison. Like Carin, I have never seen a knothole with a door, especially one as lovely as this!
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29 May 2013 at 2:21 pm
Lucid Gypsy
If the fairy’s door is that lovely just imagine how nice it would be inside!
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29 May 2013 at 2:40 pm
Cheryl
Yes … I can just imagine, Gilly!
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29 May 2013 at 10:14 am
carin
You have no idea how much I love this. I’ve been looking at knotholes recently. Have found one dilly, but nothing like this. Nothing with a DOOR! And I agree, Mary. Fairies do exist. You can’t argue with this kind of proof. (: I love the clarity of this, the simplicity, the absence of colour, inviting all manner of images. Mine involve cosy interiors with tiny folk dancing, or writing sonnets…
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29 May 2013 at 10:30 am
Cheryl
My faeries are rotund little creatures without wings (great climbers) and vain about their large, fur-lined ears which involve almost constant grooming. They have soul-full, glistening black eyes that make them seem always on the verge of tears … eyes too large for their pointy little faces. They are recklessly curious about humans. The interior of their dwellings are dark and earthy, stacked with tiny books in random floor-to-ceiling piles; they are great collectors of odd little treasures and have a particular passion for custom acorn caps! Thanks, Carin for triggering my imagination!
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29 May 2013 at 9:33 pm
carin
Fur-lined ears and eyes so black they seem always on the verge of tears… oh my. (and recklessly curious about humans…!) Well, I wanna meet me one of them fairies! What a gorgeous picture. Both the visual and the verbal one.
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29 May 2013 at 8:18 am
Barbara Lambert
That is so lovely, so intriguing. As Mary said above, proof indeed that fairies still exist — my first thought when I saw it. That little secret door into another world. And it also brought back memories of someone reading Swiss Family Robinson to me when I was little; as I recall the family did at one time make a house inside of an enormous tree. I wonder if anyone else even remembers that book. Terrific shot.
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29 May 2013 at 8:24 am
Cheryl
I absolutely love it when people ‘find’ memories, visions, unintended imagery in my photos and paintings, Barbara. Thank you for this morning’s smile. Oh, and YES I do fondly remember the book!
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29 May 2013 at 7:32 am
Mary
Proof that fairies live in the forest.
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29 May 2013 at 7:45 am
Cheryl
Yes, and in ‘my’ forest with a view looking onto the verandah and through the windows into the guest room, Mary!
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29 May 2013 at 7:09 am
Madhu
Superb shot! No words necessary 🙂
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29 May 2013 at 7:45 am
Cheryl
Thanks Madhu … 🙂
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