You walk through what appears to be a garden shed to emerge onto a path meandering across a forested mountainside. Handcrafted bridges arch gracefully over burbling brooks and craggy chasms. Waterfalls tumble beside, and in some cases over the walkway, filling the air with a light yet refreshing mist. Stone lanterns punctuate the leafy darkness of forest clearings, casting a warm yet unobtrusive glow across smooth-worn stone benches.
A natural stone cistern steams invitingly
by a boulder that suggests a bench. Closer examination of the surrounding stones reveal
a number of soft oversized bath towels. The water feels pleasantly warm to touch,
promising relief from aches and cares of the world at the end of the day, as the
occasional song of a nightingale blends with the sounds of wind, wood, and water
to sooth the soul.