to hike into lily pond you have to cut through an old cemetery from the 1800s buried with so many young people. you follow an old stone wall almost the entire way but sometimes i'm in my own little world and get off track. we startled a flock of geese as we turned the bend to the pond. we heard the first goose send out a warning call and eli ran to catch a glimpse before they flew. behind, all i heard was the rush of wings and they were gone.
2 comments:
Liane, this series of photos is gorgeous! Thank you!
Beautiful, evocative writing and images. I love old graveyards.
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