Nicholas loves the Autumn time in Scotland's Forests. Everything is beautiful and tranquil. The air is clear and fresh and the golden foliage shimmers. The forests are magical at this time of the year, in the North of the World. While London where Nicholas was born is fresh and bright in the April where the flowers complement chocolate easter eggs wrapped in coloured boxes, it is the Autum season further North that is the Jewel time of the year for Nicholas. It reminds me of Jerusalem, city of Gold.
"By the people of Doriath, this wood was called Nivrim, the West March; great oak-trees grew there, and it also was encompassed within the girdle of Melian, that so some portion of Sirion which she loved in reverence of Ulmo shoud be wholly under the power of Thingol."
(This previous photo is Saariselkä in Finnish Lapland- i didn't take it, it's stock BUT I WENT THERE!)
"South of Ard-galen, the great highland named Dorthonion stretched for sixty leagues from west to east; great pine forests it bore, especially on it's northern and western sides. By gentle slopes from the plain it rose to a bleak and lofty land, where lay many tarns at the feet of bare tors whose heads were higher than the peaks of Ered Wethrin; but southward where it looked toward Doriath it suddenly fell in dreadful precipices."
"Upon the cape west of Eglarest Finrod raised the tower of Barad Nimras to watch the western sea, though needlessly as it proved; for at no time ever did Morgoth essay to build ships or to make war by sea...."
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