The March sun fills the forest with a warmth which has been absent for several months.
As the sun stretches the shadows from the trees, I wander through the woods with no destination in mind. Animal tracks dictate my direction of travel.
Wandering in this fashion allows one to purge the concerns of tomorrow and live for the very moment in which you find yourself.
Even if it is just a fleeting release from the realities of the man-made world in which we all must function, taking a walk in a place where trees grow and wild ones walk always returns me to a place within myself which I call home.
Whenever you get a chance to drift away from everyone and wander through the woods, don't hesitate, jump right in and lose tomorrow for today.