Exploring the Landscapes of my Imaginary Childhood

Growing up in New York, I always had a yearning to run away and live in the woods. The romantic idea of being lost in nature and away from civilization started then and has remained with me to this day. However, instead of experiencing that feeling of escape, the best I could do was pretend to have a backyard that served as a gateway into the wilderness. I would imagine a world where I would climb each tree, name each rock, and swim in each river.  Books like “Where the Wild Things Are”, “My Side of the Mountain”, and “Bridge to Terabithia” (not to mention every Calvin and Hobbes compilation) helped to add color to this imaginary world in my head.

Last weekend, I visited the gorgeous woods of the Olympic Peninsula in Washington State for the first time. It was here that I reconnected with that 7 year old dreamer I had all but forgotten about. After more than 20 years, I’m so glad to find a place that perfectly matches the imaginary wilderness of my childhood. Here are a few images from that trip:











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