First Light on the Ridge
We reached the ridge just as the forest started to wake. The best part was not the summit, but the quiet reminder to move gently through places that are already alive before we arrive.
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We reached the ridge just as the forest started to wake. The best part was not the summit, but the quiet reminder to move gently through places that are already alive before we arrive.
A small group cleared bottles, fishing line, and food wrappers from the river bend. It felt simple, but every clean bank gives wildlife a little more room to breathe.