I remember we used to go to places like this when I was small.. I guess that's why I love pine and the mountains so much You just climb and climb, the nature-made stairs that are formed from the upper roots of the trees, and there always seams to be a path where You walk.. blueberries, mushrooms and precious fresh air.. Whether You just look where You put Your feet, or take Your time on a slow walk and looking around, arriving on top You just have to look back, and there You see where You came from, and where You made it.. And the sight always worth it..
o.o It just gets kind of tricky at the top, where You can never know if there are snakes under those branches or not...
Whether You just look where You put Your feet, or take Your time on a slow walk and looking around, arriving on top You just have to look back, and there You see where You came from, and where You made it..
And the sight always worth it..
o.o It just gets kind of tricky at the top, where You can never know if there are snakes under those branches or not...