“in three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: It goes on.”~Robert Frost
The path that leads back to the house
Walking though the forest behind my house and seeing all the destruction from the fire was a little overwhelming at first, standing there in all that soot and darkness... I couldn't help but shed a tear. Just as David and I were starting to walk back to the house, a little Chickadee whizzed past me, then another and another. I stopped, closed my eyes and just listened and what I heard was not the silence I had expected, but the sound of a forest full of life. There were Chickadees and Wrens singing, and off in the distance I could hear a pair of Mourning Doves cooing, there were flies buzzing by and squirrels chattering. Amidst all the ghostly remains of the forest -- life goes on.
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Ps. I think it would fun to take weekly walks to the burn zone with my camera so I can document all the re-growth.