We often associate a “wonderland” with winter, but visiting Japan’s Tochigi prefecture is a whole other kind of dreamscape. When the clock turns to spring, it’s a time when the wisteria trees are in full bloom. The effect is magical; they cloak the landscape with trailing canopies of purple, pale pink, white, and even yellow blooms.
Forgetting to water your plants happens from time to time.
Every year, villages, towns, and cities across Japan warmly welcome spring with waves of cherry blossoms.
If you've ever been on a hiking trail and seen a manmade stack of rocks, then you've encountered a cairn. Since prehistoric times, humans have stacked rocks as waymarkers or memorials. Scotland, in particular, is rife with cairns and, in fact, the word comes from the Gaelic word càrn meaning “heap of stones.” In more modern times, cairns have been used to mark trails and mountains, help give directions, and even provide wind shelters.
Nature can be generous and bless a community with two wonders in the same place.
Trees have a certain steadfast, understated beauty.
Professionally, Jónína Guðrún Óskarsdóttir works as the head nurse at a small healthcare center. In her spare time, she loves to photograph and share her surroundings. Luckily for us, since she lives on the eastern coast of Iceland, her surroundings are incredible. As you might imagine, she has plenty of opportunities to photograph the aurora borealis.
Leaves come in a myriad of colors and shapes, dyeing landscapes in vibrant hues throughout the year.
Clouds are funny things.
Photographer Cody Evans enjoys capturing all types of imagery. His Instagram is filled with photos of birds, motocross, and stormy landscapes. One particularly stormy day in Ontario brought Evans to Lake Erie. While there, he took an estimated 10,000 photos of the crashing waves. Once home, he viewed the images on his computer and that's when one stood apart from the rest. There it was, clear as could be—a face in the waves.
Years ago, an orphaned baby fawn found shelter on country singer Travis Tritt’s porch.
Few of us rarely get to hear the beautiful and haunting sound of whale songs.