Standing silently near the banks of a river, they reach towards the sky.
The ground underfoot is a soft carpet of pine needles. The smell of damp earth permeates my nostrils.
The forest is quiet, apart from a few bird calls. I am tiny in a land of giants.
Emerging from the darkness, into the sunlight. A picnic lunch at the edge of a forest.
Living in unnatural circumstances, connecting with nature is good for mind and body.
