The road to "Pill Hill" is sprinkled with restaurant and homes. About halfway begins 40-mile loop of cambered trail bordered by petals of purple bells and myriad shades of green. At a small wooden bridge, I turned back toward the main road, rejoining bicyclists, and joggers, one in a doctor's white smock, like ghosts swimming through a misty rain.

Dense growth is a rhizomic system, with no beginning or end—

Jump in
          or
                      walk home.

 

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