Once we veer off the main highway towards our cottage, we follow an extremely curvaceous back road for a few minutes. It's terribly charming, though if you're without your wits, the whole thing can end in nausea and general discombobulation.
About halfway into the woods, there's a parcel of trees right out of Middle Earth. Tall, arrow-straight trees reach into the sky at least a hundred feet, and without the clutter and distraction of underbrush, this forest is magic. It makes me want to shoot a spring fashion campaign or an Ang Lee movie.
(Torrance, Ontario July 7, 2010)