In one of my recent posts I talked about how a forest is a stress sink. In a space so large as a forest, human noises vanish. I can breathe deeply.
I could fall into a sky like that and float forever. Unfortunately I can not keep a forest in my back garden. There simply is not enough space. However I’ve discovered that small things in nature can also gift me with peace. I find it very encouraging the adverse circumstances in which greenery manages to grow.
Those rocks are formed of ages old lava, yet the plants find ways to thrive.
Some of the forms that growth takes are strange or even alien. I’m guessing it is some form of lichen.
The most charming bit of miniature nature were the white flowers growing out of lake weeds. Mats of green mossy growth floated on the surface of the water and were dotted with these tiny flowers.
I loved these little flowers popping up in a seemingly unlikely place.
Small portions of peace are all around me if I only seek them out. And then there is always sky if I remember to look up at it.