Bell Fountain, or Bell Fountain... I saw it spelt both ways... is just a very tiny village north of Guelph where Rick and I spent an afternoon sipping latte, browsing the General Store, and then walking a wonderful trail along the waterfalls and ravine with Zowie. The paths and grounds were laid out exquisitely, by someone long ago. Walking along with the wonderful fountain and iron railings, and passing over the swing bridge in the calm of autumn into the circular forest trails , I felt transported into a mystical state of being. We walked over moss , stones, and damp leaves that had fallen in gentle patterns. Leaving the grounds, we embarked on an ancient stone path that extended in a Zen bridge upwards. It is now one of my very favorite memories, captured in a photo . I wonder who first lived here long ago?
I scrapped this layout at Talisman with deep denim blue, soft yellow, and Grace pattern papers. I don't have much to say about the layout this time. It is more about the mood.