These trees are older than I am.
Everything is so green, it is like seeing in black and white only in green monotones; lime, emerald, and chartreuse.
The path winds me around, up and down, meandering until I am only on the path, no idea exactly where. I am captured by the warmth of the muggy forest air, and the quiet sounds of birds.
“The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The
next best time is now.”
~ Chinese Proverb