One of the things that struck me the first time I was in Redwoods was the silence and lack of life - very few critters, compared to a northern boreal forest for instance.
When I saw these photos, my heart started beating really hard and fast. I love my redwoods. I shout "good morning" to them when I wake up (because, you know, they're way up there), and I even hug them sometimes. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I have a hippie cabin up here in the fog and mists of NorCal. Friends are always welcome.
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One of the things that struck me the first time I was in Redwoods was the silence and lack of life - very few critters, compared to a northern boreal forest for instance.
When I saw these photos, my heart started beating really hard and fast. I love my redwoods. I shout "good morning" to them when I wake up (because, you know, they're way up there), and I even hug them sometimes. I don't know if I've mentioned it, but I have a hippie cabin up here in the fog and mists of NorCal. Friends are always welcome.
You make me miss CA
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