Face in the Mist

A few years ago, my adopted Brother Glenn took me to the Redwood Forests--it was a trip I'd dreamed of for years.  Above you see one of the carven faces you can find in the forest there.

When I went through the pictures after I returned home, I found a face in the mist on the right hand side of this picture. Can you see it?  Then, this morning, after all these years, I was looking through these old photos to find something to post and noticed an eery resemblance to the carved face pictured at the top.

But then, if you think about it, the Redwood Forest is after all a place of mystery.

The Beauty of Redwood

We were gone in total three nights. Our performances went very well. Our audiences laughed and they cried. It is wonderful and fulfulling to see how people's lives are touched and changed through such a small thing as a story.

On our way home along the Redwood Highway, we stopped at two Redwood Beryl shops. Both places were truly unique. The whimsical building above was built by a man who's imagination and creativity know no bounds. I was fascinated not only with the building, but with the beautiful things within. I had the privilege of meeting this incredibly talented old dreamer woodcarver. I had the joy of shaking his hand.

I loved this incredible jolly faced carving. I have to admit, I have a special place in my heart for craggy faces. The wrinkles of a face well-lived, are truly beautiful to me. They charm and delight my heart. I long to hear the stories behind such fascinating features.

These two faces were carved into the log supports for the building. I especially enjoyed the old man who's sticking his tongue out.

Here are two more wonderful carvings which were a part of an actual tree posing as a support in the center of this amazing place.

You can see why I loved this handsome crinkled face.

Here is a chair which was built by the son of the master carver. I sat in this one. It was amazingly comfortable. I would have brought it home with me, had I the financial means to buy it.

This wonderful carving of horses came from the second beryl shop. The owner of the shop had the kind of weathered face so filled with personality, a woodcarver might be tempted to put the man's likeness into one of the trees he loves so much.

The eagle was so graceful and fierce I was in awe of him.

I would have brought this saucy moose home with me if I could have--his ears are made from hollowed redwood beryl. I think he might have been flirting with me...what do you think?

Here is the entrance to the shop where I found the horses, eagle and moose. I LOVE those trees. I would love to have a few of them in my garden. I think the faeries who live there would like them too. (grin)

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These unusual places were like museums. Though I took a lot of pictures of mountains and clouds during our trip--I was so taken by the unexpected beauty of the carvings we found in these out of the way, incredible redwood beryl shops--that I wanted to feature them on today's blog.