“The first blooms of spring always make my heart sing.”
~ S. Brown

We call it the anemone forest, the Trørød forest, which lies close to the sea.
Here we find tightly packed white anemones.
They nod in the wind as we pass.
As if they are greeting us on our walk.
I greet again, and it takes some time before I have passed them all 😊😊

Happy Walk Everyone❤️