"There had been rain and fog for days, rain beating on the big picture window, fog almost shutting out sight of the bay. No lobstermen coming in to tend their traps, no gulls on the shore, scarcely even a squirrel to watch. The cottage was fast becoming too small for a restless three-year-old.
"Let's go for a walk in the woods," I said. "Maybe we'll see a fox or a deer." So into yellow oilskin coat and sou'wester and outside in joyous anticipation."
Rachel Carson "The Sense of Wonder" "A Place Called Maine"
A Wonderful Scene in our Town Forest: Photo by Marilyn Danis