Nature

It was a lovely reprieve from the fast paced everyday reality. The woods were simply gorgeous, romantic and so very real with marks of human invasion. Who planted all those sequoia trees all over the region? Very famously known as the red woods – after recently reading the native American history and life style, all through the train trip – I was completely immersed in the life, beauty and hardship of aborigines in America, India and elsewhere. How close they lived with nature…and how they co existed with nature. After standing with me on the open observation car, looking at the tall trees all the way to Northspur.
My son asked me – “Mom, why do we cut the trees? Can we not just use the naturally fallen trees to make paper? And use something else for other things?” Well though I didn’t have a reasonable answer, I am happy to see an environmentalist in the making. I got to admit – the fear of unknown is much stronger driving in the night through the dense thick lush and dark forest with no light other than the car headlights. Can’t beat the sense of scared adventure J
I feel close to God when I am closer to nature (and without the chores to remind my human existence that is)!!!