Foggy Morning Walk in a Pine Forest​

Fog weaves through pine trunks, turning the forest into a soft green maze. My boots crunch on fallen needles, releasing a sharp, resinous scent that cuts through the mist. A woodpecker’s tap echoes faintly, and I pause to listen—even the wind seems to hush here. Moss clings to branches like velvet, and sunlight filters through in thin, golden streaks. This forest isn’t just trees—it’s a sanctuary, where fog blurs the noise of the world and leaves only calm.​

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