
One of my favorite places to visit when I need a quiet moment away is a small cemetery nearby that is on the mountain, and overlooks the valley. It's a little woodland all on it's own with a variety of wildlife running through, when things get quiet, which can happen if you catch the right times. I've seen wild rabbits playing there, quail running across the road, squirrels darting fast with their bushy tails behind them, and heard birdsong in the still morning.
Sometimes a meadow.
Sometimes a mountain.
Sometimes a woodland.
Sometimes a cemetery.