Whose imagination hasn’t been inspired by forest fairies stories and folklore? Who hasn’t been enchanted by the magical and timeless beauty of the woods? I for sure love the primeval forests with their age-old trees spreading the twisted arms, the overgrown forest floor in a tangle and swampy depths with rich vegetation. Walking in the forest in the dark can be a bit scary, so I was glad that one cold morning in March, the full moon helped me to find my way to Thursley Common walkway. With the first light, the dark spooky woods turned into a magical place. With no people in sight, it was brimming with sounds of birds, while ice and cold offered strong silhouettes of trees and crisp air. I walked into this peaceful heaven and with my eyes half closed I imagined the place crammed with fairies. Suddenly, an old favourite poem by Robert Frost came to my mind:
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Miles to go indeed I had and many, many photographs to take. After a couple of hours of intense picture taking, the magical light and fairies have vanished. I felt it was all a dream, as the views around me looked so different. Luckily, the images I have will always remind me of this perfect dawn. If you want to see what I have seen, go to the woods, dark and deep…and I promise you will not be disappointed!