🇨🇦 🌲
I really miss walking among the west coast cedar trees,
their smooth, flat, needles brushing gently against the skin on my hands and face;
inhaling the lovely fragrance ever so lightly spicy paired with a strong deep sweetness.
If caught in a light rain a large cedar tree offered a dry shelter,
where I rested my weary body upon a deep forgiving carpet of discarded dry fronds.
Crushed cedar needles when exposed to a tiny flame
always provided a natural fire starter to warm my damp chilled fingers and toes.
I miss walking among
my old, stately, quiet friends,
Vancouver Island western red cedars.

#BC #VancouverIsland #Canada
#SnowRT

🇨🇦 🌲
I really miss walking among the west coast cedar trees,
their smooth, flat, needles brushing gently against the skin on my hands and face;
inhaling the lovely fragrance ever so lightly spicy paired with a strong deep sweetness.
If caught in a light rain a large cedar tree offered a dry shelter,
where I rested my weary body upon a deep forgiving carpet of discarded dry fronds.
Crushed cedar needles when exposed to a tiny flame
always provided a natural fire starter to warm my damp chilled fingers and toes.
I miss walking among
my old, stately, quiet friends,
Vancouver Island western red cedars.

#BC #VancouverIsland #Canada
#SnowRT