This summer I’m making one of my plots about 2x larger than it is now. So between removing stumps, burning brush, picking rock, and getting something growing before fall I think I’ll spend quite a bit of time there.
But when I just want to hear the quiet of my woods I have a spot where I have a little bench seat and a chair that overlook a particularly nice area. It’s far enough from any roads that I can’t hear anything but the wind.
Sometimes I just go out there and sit, sometimes I take a little nap, or light a fire or eat my lunch. All seasons.
Not a single person on earth other than me knows where it is. I like it that way.