The forest is my easy place to go to decompress; it is literally at my back door. I can walk among the trees, listening to the wind above as it touches the leaves. Soon I reach the spot where all I can see are trees; no structures are in sight. It is a relaxing place. I breathe deep, letting the day’s stress go. There is nothing special here, no grand view, no unique formation, just a forest of trees, but that is all I need.

A Cushion of Moss