Forests are magical – quiet paths for contemplation, beauty everywhere, the perfect place to refresh our souls.

The poet Walt Whitman captured their essence in – Paths Untrodden from Leaves of Grass.

“Here by myself away from the clank of the world,
Tallying and talk’d to here by tongues aromatic,
No longer abash’d, (for in this secluded spot I can respond as I would
not dare elsewhere)”