Autopilot
Christopher loved everything the area had to offer. From the birdsongs to the silence and stillness of the forest, he couldn’t get enough of it all. It wasn’t long before his feet started making their own way as his body and mind went into auto-pilot mode. All of a sudden, something caught his eye.
Was It A Tree?
Christopher still felt like he was in some kind of haze when he approached the object that caught his interest. It was small and dark, almost as if it was in hiding. Could it have just been another tree? A smaller, older tree than the others?