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Some days, I stole into nature alone, with only a playlist or audiobook as companion. And some days I went ‘naked’—nothing in my ears beyond the crunch of dry leaves underfoot or the whir of mountain bikes speeding past. The silence filled me up, as did the wash of green and brown.
Kate Green Tripp
Ilis Trudie Palmer
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