Where the Earth Gathers Light

A winding path stretches through Camp Orchards, flanked by tall trees standing like quiet witnesses to the day’s gentle unfolding. Their trunks form a natural colonnade, sparse in foliage yet rich in texture, hinting at a season of quiet turning. Light spills softly through the branches, dappling the earth with gold and shade, while a rustic fence runs alongside like a guide into stillness. This is a place not of rush, but of rhythm, a threshold between motion and reflection where the landscape offers pause, memory, and grace.