Day 306: I arrived at my duty station early this morning so that I'd have a little time for a hike and some photography before spending the day interviewing visitors. I've always avoided the short trail to the Grove of the Patriarchs simply because of its popularity. I prefer to hike in solitude and silence, and at this hour, I was ahead of the crowd. Long light still lay on the river, touching gently on water and root as it pierced the heavy forest canopy, giving a magical appearance to the gnarled grasp of one of the namesake ancient trees. Even in the stillness, the river's low chuckle was barely audible but for where the water tumbled over stones in the shallows. Some days, it pays to go to work early.
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