After stopping to listen to the birds, I turned around just in time to see a Great Horned Owl fly over the trail and up into a tree deep in the woods. A little further on, I saw a hummingbird land on the trail, stop to peck at something and then fly up and away.
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Walking through Big Rock Garden, I saw a rabbit and other living things.
The solitary Sierra redwood tree:
Orange rhododendron blooms that reminded me of the orange roses that Robin and Roger saw in Arcata:
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Along the trail, I encountered a classroom of small children from the nearby elementary school walking to Big Rock Garden with their teacher and their teacher's aide. Closer to the top of the hill, there was a small group of high school boys with disabilities walking with their teacher in the direction of Big Rock Garden. On my way down the hill, I stopped to talk with a woman from my neighborhood who frequently walks through the woods. For the most part, I didn't see other people. The woods were filled with birdsong.
