Driving through the Redwoods, we felt really, really small. And yet we kept on, staring into fog and all of the above, enjoying the scenery when we could, and always the anonymity of insignificance when compared to Nature.
Driving through the Redwoods, we felt really, really small. And yet we kept on, staring into fog and all of the above, enjoying the scenery when we could, and always the anonymity of insignificance when compared to Nature.