Imagination is a wonderful thing... one of my late husband's photographs appeared to be of a vast woodland! I would spend ages staring at it and, for me, it was an enchanted forest. I was disappointed when he finally told me that it was, in fact, a couple of trees and some scrub on a kind of traffic island in the middle of a busy road

I found a solution to the realism though

I decided to simply believe he was having me on

It worked, I got my enchanted forest back

(well mostly)
mic