Twenty four hours ago the creeks were roaring and everything was soaked. Now the woods are calm, quiet, and peaceful. The birds are gathering up for winter and the streams whisper their hushed drops as they drain the saturated land. In spite of the cold mushrooms of every variety are thriving on the damp moss and leaves. A good day to escape the business of life and enjoy the simple complexities of the natural world.
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