It’s quiet here. And if you haven’t guessed before now, I really like quiet. Really, there’s so much to hear in the quiet. The branches swaying, ever so slightly. Redwoods can get so tall that even a slight breeze up high and they creek as they sway. The ferns are tall and thick. The paths just perfect with eons of decay turning into the softest form of dirt. On this day I kept walking in and out of the fog. A few hundred yards up the trail and the sun was shining again. It’s quite cool in a redwood grove. I think they like that. I do too. It keeps the atmosphere nice and quiet.
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