It is not so much for its beauty that the forest makes a claim upon men's hearts, as for that subtle something, that quality of air that emanation from old trees, that so wonderfully changes and renews a weary spirit.
Robert Louis Stevenson
As the weather forecasters predict high temps...I take to the woods,
and dream of my favorite time of year.
Where colors soothe the soul.
Overhead...
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and under foot.
Until tomorrow ~ God willing,
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