i find a shady spot in the woods and sit down, back resting against a sturdy evergreen. everywhere i look, from ground to sky, all i see at first is green.
a garter snake slithers past. i admire the color & striping & size and decide it must be a close cousin to the garden hose. then i wonder if it did, in fact, provide design inspiration.
a single yellow leaf provides a splash of color on an otherwise green tree, and the earthy scent of fall fills my nostrils.
a monarch butterfly lands on a fern. it rests there for a while, orange wings glistening in the sunlight.
as i look though the pines, i see a sliver of white birch in the distance, trunk curved gracefully like a bow. like orion’s bow, i think. does he ever grow tired of holding it at the ready?
a jet-black dragonfly floats by on a current of air and a large black ant scurries across the forest floor. the ant pauses for a moment in front of me in order to rub its bald black head with two front legs. (at least that’s how it appears from my perspective.)
twenty yards away, there is a break in the trees. in the space between, i see blue sky & blue water.
all of a sudden, i see a flash of white wing against the blue. it’s a bald eagle! the eagle glides west, as straight & true as an arrow, and then flaps its wings and heads up toward the tree tops.
slowly, quietly, the birds begin to chirp: “here i am, here i am, here i am.”
i close my eyes and listen to the shiver of the wind through the pines. from deep inside, the tears begin to well.
“thank you,” i whisper to the woods, and i feel a wave of love + welcome rush toward me.