Here are some pictures from a different kind of park. Out west you get great images of peaks and cliffs and sky and other things in the distance in huge, stark relief. Go east, however, and the trees get thicker and the world gets greener, and everything is more close up. The mountains aren't as high, either, but the forest has its own charms to make up for that.
|Where Fairy Tales Come to Life...|
|Deep in the dark, mysterious forest...||With mossy logs and ancient trees...||Trolls lie in wait for unwary travellers...||Wicked hags hunt for children to bake...|
|Pale ghostly flowers rise where tears of the dead have fallen...||Magic mushrooms grow in secret corners...||Among trees that walk...||And trees that talk...|
|And markers that point the way...||Down the path your guide will lead you...||Through mossy gnome hollows...||Past pools where nymphs go to bathe...|
|And waterfalls that linger in dreams...||To the misty green valley far, far away.|
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