There is a peacefulness to discover in the forest. A silence that descends when the canopy hides you from the world. A cooling of the blood as the fire of the city is replaced with the dew dappling the understory.

There is healing waiting at the sea. Pain released with the tide as it pulls away from the shore. Sins are washed away twice daily, a newly altered landscape revealed.

Camping at Buck Creek, along the Lost Coast Trail.