The Hoh River Trail: My first multi-day hike, chapter 1
‘Then it doesn’t matter which way you go,’ said the Cat.
‘- so long as I get SOMEWHERE,’ Alice added as an explanation.
‘Oh, you’re sure to do that,’ said the Cat, ‘if you only walk long enough.
The Garden of Flowers, and of turtles, ducks, and fish.
“I should see the garden far better”, said Alice to herself, “if I could get to the top of that hill…”
Lincoln Park: of ferries, berries, and beaches.
Rolling hills, towering trees, paths meandering towards the beach where you can watch humanity and the Kingston ferry go by.
And if it makes me grow larger, I can reach the key
In which I climbed up a tower and looked down with a magic lens and became a giant among miniatures.