“Trees are sanctuaries. Whoever knows how to speak to them, whoever knows how to listen to them, can learn the truth.”

― Hermann Hesse

A pebble tossed into still water, sunlight chasing shadows through the trees, continuous change made visible through recurrent, rhythmic patterns in nature.

Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven’t time, and to see takes time.

-Georgia O’Keefe

From the air we breathe to the wide blue yonder surrounding this pale blue dot, the world is filled with wonder. It is an ambiance, an element that we share inherently.