In a message dated 10/27/00 9:36:30 PM Eastern Standard Time,
[EMAIL PROTECTED] writes:
<< I've been through the Redwoods in Northern California several times.
Those forests have an aura of mystery about them that is palpable to
me. >>
having grown up and lived my whole life on the east coast, i never saw a
redwood until 1994. by that point, my wife and i had three children and had
not been away from them since our first was born in 1989. i had to go to san
francisco for a two week trip and we worked it out with our inlaws to cover
the kids for us.
first, just being away from three kids was pretty cool. then we toured all
over san francisco and napa valley. and we stayed in the ritz and had tea
there every day. so all that was really really nice.
but the highpoint for me was going to a redwood forest that was maybe an hour
or two north of san francisco...i'm thinking...muir woods??? what ever the
name was, it was something i've never seen before. the forest was very lush
and the trees were just so impressive and inviting. at one point, we were
both tired and it was early after noon...so we just sat down and took a nap
outside under a red wood.
i've been thirty nine years on the east coast and i've never seen anything
like the red woods over here. although...jimmy's mango tree sounded like a
pretty intimate place.
patrick
np. cat whining
