The Gift

Last week I posted about forest bathing and trees. This tale follows that trail…. There once lived an old man. Gentle by nature, he was very old. A solitary person of no nomenclature.  No-one had bothered giving him a name. Including himself.  It did not seem important or necessary.  Living alone in the woods gave him … More The Gift

Forest Bathing

This beautiful old tree graced the yard of a B&B  we stayed at over a weekend a few years ago. It was lit up at night. Against the stark, star studded night sky it looked magnificent.  Called The Nest, the quaint cottage was secluded. Windows on all sides, even in the bathroom, overlooked the rustic … More Forest Bathing