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Into the Woods Again

Further along a grove of evergreens surround me. Burnt orange variegates the green foliage. The trees are dense and shoulder together tightly. Now that I am finally looking again it is difficult to find a path. Each clearing might be part of a trail. The poorly-remembered landmarks seen on the way up are unrecognizable on the way down.

Those of us who have wandered down in loose company close ranks to seek the way; but we have crossed the dry stream bed too far up or too far down or have just simply mistaken this one for the one we want. However, it matters little since the narrowing valley will spill us out eventually into the right way.