It was a calm, overcast day, and I found myself resting at the side of a large oak tree, admiring the beauty of the woods that surrounded me with pleasing waterfall.The waterfall was Mediterranean-blue and magical. It was swishing over the rocks joyfully. It was thundering down into the pool like a gigantic water spout. When it toppled into the ecstasy-pool, it foamed it at the bottom. The rest of the pool was as clear as cellophane, enabling me to see down into the rocky bottom. Fronds of forest-green plants waved gently in the depths. The waterfall looked like a sheet of blue velour as it swished down. Its edges were hemmed with whipped white lines.
We could see a gaggle of geese grazing by the bank and the scene was picture perfect. A group of Amazonian ferns edged with saw’s teeth and statue still, added a tropical flavour.I stood under the waterfall to cool down, but it was catacomb cold.It gave me goose bumps immediately.
There was a gentle breeze, creating the single sound of rustling leaves. The leaves appeared as though they were dying to fall out of the tree and join their companions on the forest floor. Together with pine needles and other flora the leaves formed a thick springy carpet for me to walk upon.The forest was pure and clean, as though it had never been disturbed by man and his vicious life killing machines. Peacefully sleeping under the dark gray sky, the community of mighty timber had not a care in the world.
I ended up quivering and shivering on the bank. The nectar sweet smell of the spring flowers perked up my spirit.Then I had a cup of chocolate and it was Godlike after my moment of madness.