Does the forest dream? (294/365)

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October 21, 2015 – Day four on the Island, third day at a hatchery, I guarantee that my gear probably smells bad by now, even though I’ve given it a good dousing with disinfectant when I left the last facility.

After we’d finished with the egg takes for today I wasn’t ready to retire to my hotel room, so I grabbed my camera and took a little drive.

Just up the road from the hatchery is a road that winds its way to one of the hatchery water intakes. Since the gate was locked, I parked and wandered up the road a little. The forest was so quiet that I could hear the wings of the ravens as they flew high in the trees.

It was peaceful.

And it left me wondering, does the forest dream?

On the way back to my hotel I stopped at a few spots along the waterfront to enjoy the remainder of the daylight.