Feet falling

Muffled crunching

Wooded trail up ahead

 

Rain falling

Branch dripping

Tangled wood—mossy bed

 

Twig snapping

Water rushing

Down a stream-like footpath

 

Sweet smelling

Needle dropping

Sticky White Pine wood-sap

 

Trail turning

Hill climbing

Up then down a Sawtooth ridge

 

Sun shining

Lake reaching

Come, find that stony shore and sit

 

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