I explored Sequim Bay State Park last weekend, a beautiful spot set – where else? – along the shore of Sequim Bay. There are some beautiful campsites, and a short launching ramp. A break between storms made our stop one of those respites of lung-filling fresh air and a celebration of being outdoors. And, gee, look at those beautiful trees! Look at that great tall one there!
Maybe I shouldn’t have followed its trunk downward. These are some of its roots, exposed at the base on a bluff. I’m hoping more of them are anchored in rock, or, maybe sunk deep – way, way deep – into the soil behind it. I really do prefer trees to stay where they are.