We lived on the side of a mountain at the gateway to the Smokey Mountain National Park for several years. It was very beautiful, humbling, and feral. I felt like an interloper. There were bears and copperheads and skinks in the yard, in the fall the trees filled with massive spider webs. Magical and dangerous. Humans think themselves far more important than they are.
We lived on the side of a mountain at the gateway to the Smokey Mountain National Park for several years. It was very beautiful, humbling, and feral. I felt like an interloper. There were bears and copperheads and skinks in the yard, in the fall the trees filled with massive spider webs. Magical and dangerous. Humans think themselves far more important than they are.
So you know :-)
I do. The interconnectedness of it all is fascinating, the fungal networks, the communication between the trees, such powerful stuff.