Have you ever been strolling along in the woods and come to a place so magical, so ethereal that it takes your breath away. I have tried to capture that elusive moment in time as the light is gently caressing the leaves of the timeless oaks, and the wind is whispering among the ancient branches. You can almost hear the playful waters, trickling happily over moss laden stones. Is this a dream touching my heart, or is it just the soft whispers in ancient woods.