wishing for woods

How many hours I spent wishing that some beautiful luscious forest existed near to where I lived. I would spend all my time there.

longing

Posts on trees, cubby houses, forests, hidden gardens, roses and flowers will be repeated many times by me on this blog, I'm warning you now. Theseare possibly my favourite thing to imagine and dream about. As soon as I begin travelling- my first overseas trip will be to somewhere very very green with plenty of ciders, figs and oak trees to lay under until my heart's content.
Sigh- Why can't Australia just be a tiny bit greener?

- Anna