Dear Jake & Amelia,
We drove to Muir Woods to see old growth  redwoods. The forest growing there along Redwood Creek has never been logged. The coast redwoods were thinner, but taller than sequoia. We gazed up at the towering giants. Light filtered hundreds of feet down through delicate flat needles to a ground cover of ferns, oxalis, horsetail and sorrel. Muir Woods was packed with people. We imagined this place quiet, the light and the forms serene, the sound of bird songs replacing the human chatter. 

We drove north following the coast on Route1. We drove out of the grove of tall trees and up onto a ridge. The road twisted and buckled, constantly turning. Bunches of fog blew up from the ocean far below, blew across the road in front of us, across the winding yellow line, across pale yellow brown fields and disappeared over the ridge. 

Nancy & Peter

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