Forest | Republic, WA | August 2019
One indicator of a quality life is being surrounded by trees too numerous to count. A great sweep of forest soothes like an ocean view but with more warp and woof — a textured weave of wonder. One recent evening on Sherman Pass (our state’s highest), I overheard a mother tell her two young boys to listen for forest spirits. Sure enough, a murmur rose on the far mountainside as a breeze stirred the trees. Then a roar as the evergreens were whipped by a strong west wind. The kids shouted with excitement. We adults sat silent, straining to hear whatever message the forest might divulge.