Creek Side Comfort

The cabin has its lamps on already, though there is still light coming down through the trees, and whoever lives there has the best seat in the whole forest! A stream comes tumbling past the porch in a run of small white falls, over boulders green with moss.

Ferns crowd in along both banks, the tall pines go up and up behind the roof, and the last of the afternoon sun pours gold through the gap in the trees.