feeling restless we found our way to a forgotten trail taken many years ago
the junco's warned others we were in their mist and followed us in and among the cool underbrush
a warm summer afternoon filled the forest with many sweet and musty scents ~ spaciousness of the forest, many shades of green and the bluest of skies relaxed our restless minds. we walked in silence, stopping every now to appreciate where we were and breath ~
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