In that lodge I felt that I was in the heart of a tree as much as the trees dwelled within my own.
I lodged my heart there amid the giant redwood trees, come summer days or winter whites, it was there, a resident of that natural place.
The lodge was place to reconnect as a human, as part of creation, to the ever-open book of nature.
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