Sometimes one needs to get off the grid and get into nature. John Muir was so right when he said, “We are now in the mountains and they are in us, kindling enthusiasm, making every nerve quiver, filling every pore and cell of us.”
This is what we needed to nourish our souls.
This was our first time spotting a deer on this particular trail. Fun.
My girlfriend, Diana, is a wealth of knowledge. She shared with me the reason for trees shaped like the one I'm lounging on.
Culturally modified trees (CMTs) are living trees that have been visibly altered or modified by Indigenous Peoples for usage in their cultural traditions. Wherever there are or has been forest-dwelling Indigenous Peoples - North America, Australia, Scandinavia - there will be, or has been CMTs. From now on, my walks in the forest will involve an active pursuit of this cultural phenomenon.
While not a culturally modified tree, this was the first time we'd seen a felled tree marked with the date it was cut. Interesting.
“Another glorious Sierra day
in which one seems to be dissolved and absorbed
and sent pulsing onward we know not where.
Life seems neither long nor short, and we take no more heed
to save time or make haste than do the trees and stars.
This is true freedom, a good practical sort of immortality.”
― John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra
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