Forestwalk.

 

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Herein lies my peace, my joy. Funny how hiking Coyote Hill resets my mood and centers my being. Funny not funny. Ya know? Everything that bothers me slips away from my cells and disappears onto the forest floor beneath my boots and evaporates into the skies above us. Us being my pack, my buddies, the ones who hold my secrets without spilling them out loud, my friends who sense my every feeling and thought. Where would I be without this companionship, what would I be without Coyote Hill as my escape from the world out there? 

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It’s a good life. 

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