I have always been drawn to the forest. It's such a beautiful place. I love stumbling upon picturesque scenes seemingly untouched by human hands. Places allowed to grow and change with each season. The sounds of water flowing relaxes me, and I'm drawn to creek-sides to see how the water has shaped the landscape. As far as I know, this place doesn't exist. It comes from my imagination, from my hopes that it does exist. It could be out there, somewhere out there, lost in the woods.