This is a copse of sorts on my regular driving route. The trees are standing tall with their naked branches (because it’s still winter here). I often feel as though I live on the set of a horror movie, or that I reside deep in the woods and am running out of bread crumbs to mark my trail. It seems strange to live in a city with patches of free-standing wooded areas. I'm sure there is a municipal approved explanation for it. However, driving past it early in the morning, or late at night, when there is no sun, a little fog, maybe some rain... it's kind of creepy. It's usually empty and eerily quiet. I suppose it can be considered peaceful, but it evokes in me an emotional response that tells me to move faster, get away, there’s bears or other predators there! But that’s silly...right?
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