The Enchanted Forest

Last week, we spent an hour or two checking out California’s Giant Redwoods, near the Santa Cruz coast. 

Bubba kept calling it “The Enchanted Forest,” instead of the Redwood Forest. At first, I laughed and corrected him. 


But as we wove deeper along the trail, admiring God’s handiwork and the majesty of the trees, I decided I liked his name for the trees. 

Some were over 200 feet tall, with hollow openings shaped like large caves, tall enough to stand up in. 


I think probably the best word of all to describe these trees is the one Bubba picked: enchanted. 

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