Vacation, All I ever wanted

Out in the woods a man had arrived.
He wore a dark cap to hold the sun out of his eyes.
He often kept his eyes on the ground at the numerous creatures crawling over and under the brush.
His ears soaked the sound of tiwtters and knocks ringing from thetrees, and his nose, absorbed the sweet sour scent of the pines.
He collected some of the pine needles and and put them in his shirt picket. He would make hot tea with them later on.

Not long ago, his feet had felt the rumble of large trucks and the light dribbles of medium sized sedans passing by a state highway.
Well, he thought, just another day at Mother Neff State Park. Peace and Solitude, pretty much everything I had asked for. It was good, he thought,
to finally get away.