Wednesday, March 9, 2016


Traveling through a densely wooded Forrest- so smells I can't distinguish them.  Some are dense and warm.  Others are light and cool.  Some remind me of comfort, home.  Others speak of danger.  I am lost in the sea of them, carried on the gentle sway of scent.

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