Share94 Tweet Pin Reddit +1 Share Flip Stumble EmailShares 94My love of nature conflicts with my disdain for constant solitude. I am lost in the woods. I sit on our kitchen deck listening to the babbling creek below wend its path from the mountains to the sea. The meditative chant of the water soothes me as it cantillates rhythmically over the rocks. I breathe in the deep clean smell of… Read More »