It was raining on the last day of a shoot in the Great Smoky Mtns. NP. My feet were getting wet but didn't care since I thought I had something special. That year the dogwood blossoms were in full splendour but not yet occluded by the forest leaves. The white tapestry wove its way through the tree trunks. The soft treatment is an attempt to convey my magical morning in The Enchanted Forest.