Green nap

Deep in the forest

Of cedar and arbutus and Douglas Fir trees

Where it smells like

Wet soil

Moss

And growing things

Where we can hear

The wind

Chattering birds

And Raven song

Where it feels

Damp

Spongy

And safe

We lie down in the ferns

A soft, cool bed

For rest and napping.

Pee Ess No, our person did not ask us to pose. She stopped to look at the flat black box she carries in her pocket all the time named Phone, and when looked up we were reclining the ferns looking beautiful. As always.