THICK MIST

in the morning did not stop us to go to the Wildpark in Neuhaus, 18 km into the Solling forest. A soft sun came beautifully shine between the trees. We saw wolves, deer in wide aereas.Lynxes with littles ones, swines. However the fox, that Mischa wanted to photograph was not home.
But the raccoons, that we round our house only see in the dark, when they come to eat the bread, we found awake and slowly walking through the grass. A little one is my blip.
We walked the paths all alone before more people came and enjoyed the quietness very much.

The haiku:

Trees of the forest
Whispering sounds in the dark
Shudder not my dear

And the danish proverb:

If you can't heal the wound, don't tear it open.