Behind the church, the dryads' ballroom is well-lit.
The forest-floor churchyard is carpeted with flowers.
There are new leaves of ivy, paler than the old.
There are young stinging nettles.
I did get a little bit stung for that one, so let me show you the tiny new leaves and their tiny glass stings.
There's a diligent gardener in this garden of remembrance. Here are daffodils ...
... and magnificent flame tulips.
But the carpet doesn't seem to require much vacuuming ...
... and the wild edges blend into the forest.
But the floor will be dark soon. The canopy is coming.
Enjoying our new camera, are we?
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