Away on a narrow path

We were only minutes away from the house, but once we stepped onto the trail we were embraced by tall trees looking over us and magically transported deep into the woods. Our steps were cushioned by thick layered pine needles,moss, lichen, and broken twigs. The dirt, moist and damp from days of rain, forced us to walk just a little slower, the uncertainty of our untrained steps loosens the soil from the puddles in the path.

The forest floor is a place alive with secrets and knowing. There is a story behind every rock and twig and pine cone's placement. You can feel the watchful eyes of the trees, and vines, and creatures above you.

We will return again to the forest floor, and when we do, we will go a little slower, softer, and quieter.

Can you smell the sweet, damp earth?