My friends the trees

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After climbing a series of switchbacks and then descending rapidly on twisty, muddy trail; the forest canopy opens to the sky. Down an embankment a small creek carrying the day’s rain winds through the forest to the Willamette River.

Hemlock, Spruce and Doug Firs rise from the ferns toward the sky dressed elegantly in their moss green dinner jackets. Such formality from my friends the trees.

“Good afternoon gentlemen”, I say. “…just passing through.”

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