Stairway through the Ferns
Step into the forest with me and we'll walk amid the bending mossy trunks with their umbrella like branches that block out the sun. In the dappled light we wander by the sweeping fern branches of tiny soft fingers the bend and sway on gentle forest breezes. Over the crackling fallen leaves lying scattered all around, dry and brittle under our feet they crunch as we go.
Passing under the fallen arching trunks like bridges overhead and on up the wooden steps we climb. An adventure through the ferns and creeping vines, what lies up ahead around the bend? Come let's see!