My work commute is an hour drive each way. Not fun. The good news is that it puts me out of town and within walking distance of tucked away walking trails filled with old oaks, small ponds and flocks of birds. Walk with me through some protected trails in Roseville, CA.
Fifty years ago, there was nothing here but miles of oak trees.
A suburban city sprouted, but someone had the foresight to set aside designated open space – areas where natural beauty would remain for the generations to come.
It remains largely unspoiled – save for a few forgotten or visiting treasures.
Oh to be as free as a bird and stay all day.