On Saturday we decided to take a break from chores around the house and get out to explore. We had decided a while ago that Muir Woods would be one of our first adventures.
To say it was magical sounds silly, but there isn't a better word for it. It was like walking into another world. The dark, wet air was cool and fresh. The canopy created by the tallest trees in the world left me feeling transported into a giant fort. But instead of sheets held up by dining room chairs, there were branches meeting with one another up above and felled trees coated with velvety moss.
Seeing these trees towering above was a dream come true. I remember learning about them in elementary school and, at the time, it seemed nearly impossible that I would ever get to see them in person. As we entered the gate and got our first glimpse I felt tears prick the inside of my eyes. It felt miraculous, being there, seeing these trees reach so high you can't see the peak. As we walked through the park, it just didn't feel real. It felt like a movie set, or a photoshopped picture or a figment of my imagination. Meredith, at every turn, sighed in awe, "Wow!" over and over again, as if we were all walking through a dream.
But it was real. And I live here. And I just feel so grateful to God for the chance to have this adventure and for the chance to witness his majesty in creation.