Dean saw an ancient tree when we were driving through Olympic National Park and immediately pulled the car over. We were treated to an old growth forest covered in moss and magic just inside the woods from the road.
It was such a special place! We played like little kids; we giggled and laughed. We were also humbled and reverent all wrapped up in one forever memorable experience.
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
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