Just a little over a year ago, an out-of-towner purchased the forests of my childhood. He clear cut the entire thing, destroying the habitat of many endangered species. Why that was allowed is still baffling to me.
It was an enchanted place, where mystery and beauty held hands.
The creek in the canyon was spared--with 50 feet of forest to be left on each side as green space. However some of the woodlands where I played as a child have been saved. I am thankful to the City of Wilsonville for its preservation of some of that area as a park protecting the old growth trees there.
I still miss walking the forests--but I have these pictures and all those wonderful memories. My childhood was wonderful. We spent hours and days playing in that enchanted forest. It makes me smile to remember.
Have a great rest of the week and happy Outdoor Wednesday.
1 comment:
Oregon! Once I believed I was going to live there forever . . . Golly, so many breathtaking views. Even though this is a sad story - you've shared Beauty. thank you.
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