enter the womb

yesterday morning we came across a small path leading to the fields, a short dead end track really and alongside it this dead tree fallen on top of another dead tree and together they form a gigantic web, an entrance to a parallel world; I could feel the hair stand up on the back of my neck and it was almost as if a creaky voice rang out: 'who goes there, friend or foe?'
As neither T. or I were in a brave mood, we turned on our heels and made a quick getaway....

we will return however, as soon as the sun shows her face;-)