January 5, 2010
Cloud came down to meet the forest today. The top of the eldest Douglas Fir was invisible from the forest floor, and yet so present.
Bald Eagle voices, courting.
Bald Eagle voices, courting.
The park in question is Seward Park. It's a 300+ acre peninsula jutting into Seattle's Lake Washington. About 120 acres are home to one of the few remaining fragments of old-growth forest in the urban United States. Bill-the-Dog and I walk in the forest almost every day. Bill has his interests. I have mine. His have to do with smells that I can't fathom. Mine have to do with the plants, birds and animals that make the park what it is. I'll pass on what I see. I can't speak for Bill.
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