The oak grasslands of our local hills always seem to sooth and inspire me. Approaching this cache site from above, pause to admire the views to the south. Oaks, rolling grasses, abundant wildflowers in the early spring.
The limbs of this old giant of an oak reminded me of a hand, cupped and reaching down to the earth, craddling the air. Take a few minutes to admire this ancient.
When placed, the area was full of thistles. Good luck if you are wearing shorts!