I still live of the nice memories from my last long walk through the nearby woods. Sometimes, upon entering the dark shade beneath the trees, it feels like hiding from the world in a miracle cave full of beauty and calm. Which it is.

the big oak

It is also full of noise, sometimes. Caused by the birdies, trumpeting about their latest hunting stories. Or whatever else it might be, they feel compelled to be so loud about…


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  1. I spent a lot of time in places like these as a kid, in the woods behind our house. Sometimes with my sisters or the neighbor kids, sometimes alone. We didn’t have air conditioning so it was a treat to find a breezy shady spot to play or read a book or watch clouds go by. 🙂

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