When I first left California and moved to Tennessee, the two things that most captivated me were stormy skies and lush, green woods. Neither of these were a part of my world in California and I found them enormously appealing. It’s been years since I lived in Tennessee but New Jersey has some landscapes that remind me of the Volunteer state. On Monday, in advance of a powerful storm, I went for a walk in the woods. The sky was ominous and I could hear thunder in the distance.
The woods were abundant.
These pictures were made at Colonial Park, a pretty suburban locale to which I regularly retreat. There are gardens, woods, and walking trails to enjoy. Time here always feels like a refreshing retreat.