In every forest, everywhere, life continues...
Like the trees that fall soundlessly when no one's around, the safest place is often right under your feet -- you don't know about it if you're not there.
Life is buried there lovingly by the hands of a Mother. She goes unannounced with her duties; quietly digging the soft, fertile earth so that the one acorn that was not stolen by the squirrels could find it's way into the ground.
b-e-a-u-tiful!
it looks amazing!
such a wonderful sense of serenity and fantasy
I love how you put a woman somewhere in the scene, it makes the picture look so pretty
Its nice to know we haven't all forgotten where we came from, and who our true mother is.