There is a ravine in my neighborhood.
When I first heard of this wooded park, I wasnt sure what to expect -- maybe a flat, grassy area with kids pulling their mom around the swing set.
I couldnt have been more wrong.
Without being too loquacious in such a description, it was fascinating. It felt surreal --like I was in Jurassic Park, and I liked it!
The multitude of towering, skinny trees criss- cross each other in a tangled net, each trying to reach the sky first in a friendly battle.
As I walked down the hill I see the trees are complemented with a small stream, birds above my head, and a curious and not very timid squirrel. Through the gaps in the trees, a pink and purple sunset.
We pushed through the other end of the ravine. My index finger couldnt snap the button on my camera enough. I didnt want to leave this place.
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