Sweetfern, Comptonia peregrina, is neither sweet nor a fern. It looks like something the dinosaurs would have walked through, releasing the warmest, spiciest aromas of imagination.
About the no electric nor gas lights -- that was my early childhood in a cottage up in the Yorkshire dales. Fortunately I was too young to take care of the oil lamps!
Your tree looks lovely! And the sequence is so good. Thank you.
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Beautiful images! Merry Christmas!!!
ReplyDeleteThanks so much, and best wishes to you and yours!
DeleteWe are always searching for light, no matter the source. Love that last one the best at this time of year. Merry Christmas Eve!
ReplyDeleteSo true! I would like to experience life in a place without electric or gas lights...just for a little while :)
DeleteAbout the no electric nor gas lights -- that was my early childhood in a cottage up in the Yorkshire dales. Fortunately I was too young to take care of the oil lamps!
ReplyDeleteYour tree looks lovely! And the sequence is so good. Thank you.
A job that never ends, cleaning oil lamps...a bit like hoof trimming ;)
DeleteThose shots are excellent. Happiness in every one.
ReplyDeleteYes, it was a good, long day :) Thanks, Sally!
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