"The heart of another is a dark forest, always,
no matter how close it has been to one's own."
I happen to love deep, dark forests, so let's just get that out of the way before proceeding(!) Yet there is no denying the hidden animal paths leading to parts unknown, the dangling limb susceptible in a wind, the watcher up high in a tree stand, the slippery stones in the creek, the rattler sunning on a rock, the coyote's stealth, the bear's stench, the rhododendron's thicket maze.....In other words, the heart of another is many things. Even a familiar Hundred Acre Wood (Winnie the Pooh's spot of heaven) has its facets. - Beth Almond Ford