Entering the Boreal forest pine trees loom and birch trees criss-cross above our path. There is a soft light blue sky beyond.
X marks our spot today. (All photos by Author.)


Tree bathing in the boreal forest (a photo essay).

Squealing through the forest, I hold on tight to my driver with a grin. He expertly navigates our quad through the rough-hewn trail and I am filled with wonder.

The wind had not let up. Today the giant conifers are jerking around to the tune of the south west gales as if they can’t resist moving along to some raunchy punk song.



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Eira Braun-Labossiere 🌻

English major. Writes about greyhounds + lurchers, things that bother her & little wonders that delight. Proud Rotarian!βš™ #bigskylife