As much as you can own nature, these woods are ours. It feels so old-fashioned. We own land, and trees, and can go out in them whenever we like, day or night. When we first saw this parcel of land it was winter and the trees were bare. We left the realtor behind and hiked across the woods, climbing boulders with hope in our hearts. We knew it was the place for us. Since then we've seen the trees sprout leaves and now drop them in a festival of color. I feel let into the secrets of the salamanders, the woodpeckers and the deer.
Each year we live here, until we are old and gray, we'll know these secrets more and more fully.