The rattle of kingfishers flying off as we approach. The chirping of an eagle high up in the tress. The gentle lapping of the waves rolling into a quiet cove.
Feeling connected to it all even as the fog rolled in.
Coastal Wolf peeking out of the forest as we walked by on the beach. This was the proud father of at least six new cubs on a quiet Island off the coast of Vancouver Island, BC.
Inhaling a deep breath of green through the eyes sure feels good. A short path on a small islet still big enough to hold a forest of great importance. West Coast of Vancouver Island, BC.
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