Speaking for myself, I hadn’t set foot in anything resembling the natural world since—well, since I was a scrappy kid still chasing bugs. I’d probably never seen an old-growth forest before in my life. Between whining vociferously about my leg and striving not to inhale mouthfuls of bugs or twist my ankles on slippery moss, I didn’t have much time to look around and think poetic thoughts. But the biggest of the trees made us humans seem about as significant to the world as a pack of squirrels.
