Silence of Cañaote

Silence broken only by the gentle rustle of trees above me. Momentarily a quiet rushing sound as an intrusive breeze passes through. The trees sway briefly. No sky That I can see, just trees, The air is so fresh it's intoxicating. A little excitement over by the Mammon tree. We try to get a picture for you. Where are we? It must be paradise. The picture below give you the clue that you '' are in Cañaote.
(This visitor With her whole family in the trees above Cañaote This Afternoon)

Silence broken only by the soft murmur of trees above me. Momentarily quiet running sound like a breeze-through intrusive. The trees swaying briefly. No sky I can see only trees, the air is so fresh it is intoxicating. Some excitement by Mammon tree. We try to take a picture for you. Where we are? It must be paradise. The picture below Gives you the notion that you 'are in Cañaote.
(This visitors With His family in the trees above Cañaote This Afternoon)