Today, I was reminded of a post I wrote a few days ago about how sometimes when we change where we stand, our perspective can change. (You can read it here if you like.)
Little Bit and I decided to take advantage of our 63 degree weather by going for a Sunday drive. With all our windows rolled down, we just took off with no plans in sight.
Our first road took us to another bridge we’ve crossed a billion times. It has been at least 10 years since I got out of my truck there to take a picture, so today seemed like the perfect time to do it.
I went down beside the water and it was just so beautiful. All the peace and tranquility you’d expect with a smidgen of sand to draw in, and to my left?
Almost a forest.
Suddenly, I found myself stepping in decayed, wet leaves and crawling under tree limbs, trying to get close to the rock ledge so I could show you these amazing, wild ferns.
Unmeasured Journeys 
In Maine we have “Cinnamon Ferns” that can grow to 4 feet high and 5 or more feet around. Just fantastic.
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Wow! I’ve never heard of those! Sounds amazing!
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Look on google.
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Wow! Those are huge. Looks like a palm!
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Its so cool to see 30 or 40 next to a stream under the canopy of the pines. I will get some pics this summer.
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Oh man, I bet so! Can’t wait to see them!
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You always make me miss MO♥ Be careful crawling around, snakes will be awakening soon!!
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Aw! Thanks! You’re welcome to come see us anytime!
Good point about the snakes!!
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beautiful as always!
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Hey friend, you’re always so kind to me. :)
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NICe
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Thank you!! :)
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