A fallen branch over a stream somewhere in Central Ohio. They have beautiful scenery, and in the evening when the dew settles on the grass and you can hear the breeze in the trees, and the fireflies come out...you could bottle and sell such a feeling.
Same stream, only about a mile from the first location. there were these beautiful little purple blossoms that I was inspecting...wishing I could take them home and dry them. anything to make them last. Oh well, a photo will have to do. We dont have streams like this at home either.... one thing I begrudge northerners.
