Spring is almost here. Everything is coming alive again even if the snow still covers the ground. The snow is melting in the sun and the birds are singing. And – the light is here. I love the woodlands. The correct English translation is the Woodland Cemetery, but I prefer to call it the Woodlands – that captures the feel to it better. Poetic and ethereal. A graveyard that feels like a celebration of life and eternity – sounds like a paradox, but it is a hymn to life and those who have lived. Peace and hope. Beginning and end. Majesty and simplicity united. I posted a couple of photos of Woodlands in the autumn here.
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