19 December 2006
i live in the redwoods
...and much as I wish to be living in the north of Scotland, or in the west of Iceland, or in a cave in the mountains of China, or at Rose Spit on Haida Gwaii, I wonder if I could live long without the protection of these ancients. We've never been apart, not in all my travels, and I don't even have to look at them to feel our connection, but, still, I wonder. I was born here, always have lived here, and most people who come to visit wish to die here.
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