Lying under a tree, looking up at God

When the dog bites, when the bee stings, and I’m feeling sad.

But it is absolutely stunning outside, I find myself the tallest, oldest, and greenest tree, I lie beneath it, I look up, and I bask in the wonder of dappled sunlight dancing playfully on my skin. And I imagine that God is sprinkling goodness down on me.

This picture was taken in Victoria, B.C., one of the prettiest places in the world.

I found such immense beauty in the twisty, gnarly branches blanketed in a patina of lichen.

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