Forest path: Solace
The sunlight filters through the trees and dapple the path. There stood Judge, a traveler seeking solace. For a while he wanted to leave behind the noise of the world and venture into the quiet embrace of nature. The air around him smelled of damp earth and leaves, the sound and rustling of leaves and a quiet chirping of birds from the distance. He gazed at the lonely path that seemed to lead to an untold discovery, a soft smile escaped his lips feeling positive about his journey.
It was spring, the fresh tree leaves made a canopy along the path. Judge Foot made prints as he walked along the lonely path. This was not his first solace trip, but it felt different, a sense of hope and redemption, and probably an adventure into a discovery that may change his life. Judge had always seen springtime as a moment of reflection and solace, a distance from the noises in the earth and this very year, he wanted to do something differently.
He watched the woods and the path that led through it. It was a path rarely trend upon, maybe just a few seeking this redemption and solace, he thought. He held his bag tightly, filled with all the items he needed for his retreat. He wasn't sure what he'd find in this adventure but the freshly leaves, the tall woods, and the quiet path were signs of hope.