Here’s a moment in a patch of local woods during Friday morning’s light rain. The moss and lichens are glowingly alert and the scent of balsam fir is being carried here and there by light breezes. It’s a time to stand still, listen to the pitter-patter of raindrops, breathe deeply, and try not to think.
(Image taken in Brooklin, Maine, on March 25, 2022.)