This is where I live.
Okay, I don’t live in this forest– but kind of. The island that I live in is covered with these sorts of things. Homes are tucked away inside of them. It’s evergreen, ferns, and in the fall/winter, mist. These are the sorts of scenes that I enjoy just driving down the road getting from one place to another in my day to day life.
Ferns are bigger than toddlers. Actually in some cases they come up to my neck. And the trees are (obviously) much taller than men with children on their shoulders.
But then again- I suppose most trees are.