Traversing the Woods
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All was quiet and calm. The air was crisp. No squirrel on sight. Neither a chirp from songbirds nor the buzz of mosquitoes. It's springtime, the best of season. I set up my tripod and put my camera at a slow shutter speed. I activated the wireless remote. Le voila... "The woods are lovely, (dark) and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep..." (Robert Frost)