Rainforest Trail is hard to describe....
I suppose maybe because when you enter it, there are so many feelings involved.
It's dark, wet, with a strong smell of mosses and skunk cabbage
When you stand still and make no sound, not even a breath,
there is silence.
Silence like none I have ever experienced before.
It's broken,
not from that of human cause
but from the laugh of a near by eagle
That silence of the forest
I remember it.
There is no place like Rainforest trail.
The trees tell their stories,
maybe not with words
But surely with their size and with their destruction
Uprooted, split, and dead.
But the food for so much life to come.
Nothing goes to waste, nothing misused
All things working together.
There is no place like Rainforest trail.
For I will go there again
Skunk Cabbage
Skunk Cabbage
Dear Heart
Rockweed (Fucus distichus)
Barnacles and kelp 
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