“I never saw a discontented tree.” — John Muir
It was a surreal experience sharing space with the largest of the living, groves of sequoias standing tall and wide, quietly at peace. Their presence was one of wisdom and confidence, while remaining humble, as if knowing their purpose was to just be.
The New Forest is a magical place to get lost in. Wild horses and cows grazing on heather and bog myrtle against a backdrop of endless ferns and oak trees.
Until the first day of spring.
No shark teeth. But texture. So much texture.
“… I trust the dirt. I don’t trust diamonds and gold.” Eartha Kitt
Partnered up to take a little walk in the woods. Calvert Cliffs State Park and a warm winter day. My aura has been restored.
She’s gonna find another way back home
It’s written in her blood, oh it’s written in her bones
Yeah, she’ll only be bound by the things she chooses
“I am losing precious days. I am degenerating into a machine for making money. I am learning nothing in this trivial world of men. I must break away and get out into the mountains to learn the news.” John Muir
Happy autumnal equinox! It’s time to fall in love with my favorite season all over again.