In the woods spider webs cross the paths and drape your body as you walk through. The forest floor is covered with ferns and 100′ firs rise to the sky from the carpet they make. It’s cool and quiet….buffered with an occasional whistle from a bird high on a limb over head. As occasional as 7 seconds apart-a beacon. Does he or she speak to the other birds way off to the Northwest? I want to keep going but not today. What this place must be to a child!