The woods are cool and dark, the smell of pine is in the air, crisp with the first chill of autumn. Needles crunch softly beneath our feet as we walk quietly, leisurely hand-in-hand; there is time to la e et the ancient and enduring peace of the forest to settle upon us, ro t t soak into our skin, th ol --- xxx to saturate our souls. Occasionally birdcalls disrupt the siken l l ce; we do not s s