Everyone has a favourite place. This is mine. I can go there on my lunch break, and be filled with calmness and joy. I can walk and explore, or just sit down and take it all in.
The sound of the trees swaying in the wind, and the branches crunching together. The pine aroma that fills the air, and the scent of the fallen leaves slowly decaying. Seeing the once lush and full forest, grey and barren once again. Feeling the warm golden sunshine, peeking through the treetops.
This is my favourite place.