I live near the California Redwood trees. A redwood forest is a magical place. When I walk around the redwood forest I get energized and inspiration for my music. I come home and create. These trees are easily over 100 feet tall. The trunks are many feet in diameter. The bark is alive. When a redwood tree is injured by fire or other manmade calamities the bark is almost molten in how it stretches over the wound to heal itself. The healing effort of the bark takes decades to centuries to cover the wound. To walk around these trees an ponder the miracle of these trees is magical. I hope you follow what I mean to say here. I wonder if you understand what I feel when you look at this picture of the place that I walk for inspiration.