Somewhere on the edge of the Olympic Peninsula several of these trees tower together in thick growth. Quiet, strong, and when we found them, devoid of humans, despite the summer crowds, signs, and well worn trails.
Yes, the Olympic beaches were beautiful and I have more to share on that front. The ocean has it’s own gravitational pull, I think. But, these trees felt otherworldly.. or maybe so much of the natural world that they felt foreign. They didn’t seem to attract as much attention, but the subtle dynamic nature of these organisms is incredible. There’s an energy to a place like this. Something you can actually feel when you touch the bark or stand in on of the hollows. I love trees so much.