I close my eyes and listen to the sound of the rain. There are different notes depending upon whether rain hits leaves, the ground, the stream, or my umbrella. Together the sounds form a beautiful symphony. I open my eyes and watch rain washing clean the woods. Muir Woods has never appeared so shiny […]
old-growth coastal redwoods
Muir Woods
The woods are lovely dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep, And miles to go before I sleep. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening by Robert Frost So many shades of green here. Close my eyes and breathe deep the clean forest scent. I like […]