Sometimes when I walk on the trails around my house before I start the day I do so with my eyes closed. Every once in a while I’ll reverse blink to make sure I’m still on the path. It is a very different world when you pay attention to only the sounds. This morning while passing this tree it sounded like I was walking past a hallway. I could hear the crunch from the gravel under foot echo like it was traveling down a long passage. The leaves, being so dry and hard, reflected the sound and kind of trapped it in the branches, giving it more distance than seemed possible. The tree of echos. The world is amazing.