Wanderings

Olympic National Park is one of those places that change you. That settles into your bones, leaving traces of its presence long after you’ve gone. It’s where I’ve stood, wrapped in the silence of towering evergreens, feeling the weight of the world finally lift. Where I’ve walked along misty trails, the scent of rain and earth filling my lungs as if nature itself was reminding me to breathe again. Nature heals. You just have to let it in.