Sunshine trails on a quiet Monday. I’m not sure how long the park has been open again. We haven’t been here since February and the sudden uprooting of the world.
I’m used throngs of friendly hikers here on a beautiful summer morning, but today the parking lot is nearly empty. I’m not sure if it’s only because it’s Monday, or if most people don’t know it’s reopened.
The campground is still closed, so that might explain it too.
We pass a handful of people, with friendly waves and suitable distance.
Everyone is just happy to be outside and moving. The trails is so still that the only sound is the call of birds high in the treetops.
High on the ridge and deep in the woods, I can’t even make out the muffled roar of traffic on the highway below.
It feels like a time apart
In the trees and flowers and rustic CCC structures
Until we pass this tree on the way back down to get lunch,
And all I can think is …
Grooot!
Rambling ... 