having spent many years in the wilderness, i always feel most at home in the forest. the heavy, earthy scent of the ground strewn with pine needles and the smell of the cedar trees instantly bring back pleasant memories from my childhood. sometimes when the wind blows through the trees, it sounds like running water and i look around, as if to see a creek nearby.
squirrels, chipmunks and birds go about their daily routine, stopping briefly to see who has disturbed their privacy and scold us for having wandered into their domain. surprisingly, it took me a while to adapt to actually “seeing” the forest. we live in a world where we are constantly bombarded with fleeting images. we often don’t take the time to actually stop to admire, smell or examine the world around us.