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    Forest Markers

    Forest Markers

    There are people who have great attention to detail and notice things that others most likely would overlook. I’m one of those attention to detail people. It’s a characteristic that I can thank the beautiful forest path for. The forest is always changing but certain things remain the same and those are the details I’d remember. The shape of a tree or a rock formation would remain the same even throughout the changing seasons. I’d use these constant shapes as trail markers. It helped me know how far a long the trail we were and what was coming up next. Walking down the trail there would be one section shortly…

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    Karate Kicking Tree Stumps

    Hollowed Out Log

    If you look through the forest you’ll see lots of tall trees and lots of shorter ones. But somewhere in between there are the old dead trees that have broken in half and look like wooden poles. These are the trees that I can’t resist karate kicking if I see one. I know it looks a little mean to kick the poor dead tree but they are going to fall down eventually due to the amount of rot and decay. How wobbly the tree is helps me decide if it’s time to give it a little kick. The trees that fall to the ground become home to many little critters.…

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    Finding the Path

    Finding the Path

    Our forest path had been groomed beautifully for years by my dad. He originally cut the trail on his own with his chain saw. With the trike and his little red trailer he would venture into the bush and haul out the trees that he cleared from the path. The trail took shape by following a giant circle with a bit of a short cut in the middle so you could choose a shorter path if needed. I could see how the direction of the path made sense as it looped right back to the house but the twists and turns that appeared along the way were all decided by…

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    The Sound of Trees

    The Sound of Trees

    I wish I had a recording of some of the trees I’ve heard squeaking in the forest. At first I was quite startled when I realized trees could make these unexpected noises. Leaves rustling in the wind I understood but the creaking and squeaking sounds didn’t make any sense. Until one day Dad and I were walking in the bush when he told me to stop and listen. The trees were talking. Very faintly I could hear the wind blow and then the slow sway of the tall poplar trees shifted slightly and then came the squeaking. Upon closer inspection I could see the sound was a result of branches…