The rushing water spilling down the washed smooth rock face catches on a gentle breeze and the mist flies towards us through the trees. It's a rushing, gentle humming to our ears disturbing the quiet forest sounds as it cascades to the stream below in twinkling splashes and spills. Reaching out it coats the surrounding lush vegetation in a fine misty layer of liquid refreshment, enriching everything it touches with life itself.
Peering through the emerald green canopy we see bending trunks of textured knots holding up their umbrella like fronds and whispery delicate ferns nestled in little shallow pockets of rich dark damp soil. A lovers paradise, hidden secretly sheltered by the towering rock face, secluded from the world in harmonious romantic bliss.
Like a million stampeding elephants the rushing waters plummet over the dazzling drop in a thundering voice the deafens the senses and mutes the world... View full product details
As though time slipped by unnoticed, the old mill still sits quietly by the rushing waters of the cool mountain stream. Surround by the stunning... View full product details
Tucked away in an autumn paradise the ancient mill rickety with age and wear stands contentedly by the flowing cool waters of the lively stream... View full product details
Snow dusts the landscape like icing on a black-forest cake, sweet and white and turning everything that is good just that little bit more wonderful... View full product details