Redwood Bark


Last month, I went camping in Prairie Creek Redwoods State Park for a couple of days with Tom and Marc, two other photographers.    I hadn’t been camping in a very long time.  The biggest challenge for me was changing clothes in a backpacking tent.


Redwood Bark

“Murmuring out of its myriad leaves,
Down from its lofty top, rising two hundred feet high,
Out of its stalwart trunk and limbs—out of its foot-thick bark,
That chant of the seasons and time—chant, not of the past only, but the future.”

— Walt Whitman