Mt. Doug Hiking

Cold, cold, cold. Covered in layers, and wearing gloves and a hat, I head out. A good steep elevation and a quick pace soon gets some heat going. With the leaves gone, the forest has opened up visually. At first I think there are fewer layers, but then I realize that the layers are much more subtle–mud and leaves renewing the forest’s floor, a dusting of snow, furry lichen on arm branches. The air is damp with only the passing scent of Douglas fir.

I stand breathing in the clean and still air. A young mom passes with baby close in swaddled blanket, coffee in one hand, leashed dog in the other.

The forest is heading into hibernation, but there is also a feeling of advent all around.


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