Redwood National and State Park
The trees were somber Greek columns in muted colors, branches held high, needles delicate against the distant sky. Sunlight slanting through sought out the big-leaf maples, the alders, the dogwood, and the oaks. And in spring, even without sunlight, myriad small flowers brightened the forest floor.
~The Battle of the Redwoods by Edgar and Peggy Wayburn
