redwood retreat

I really miss walking in the redwoods. Mossy and green, cool and quiet. It was a place to get your thoughts together. I miss the odd lanky palm trees in my neighborhood that swayed above the houses. I could see them from the kitchen window. I miss catching a glimpse of the bay when the fog has receded while driving down Alcatraz. Even the sloping Berkeley hills twinkling with lights were calming. A walk in the redwoods would be nice right now.