Lost in the pines
Written in Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, July 2012
The lodgepole pines grow incredibly dense, packed in just inches away from each other.
They make a solid, living wall of green and needles. I wonder what it would be like to slip between the trunks and lose yourself. You wouldn’t have to go very far to be lost from sight.
How far would you have to go to find yourself again?