Today I looked down off the side of my deck and the light was such that the trunk of a tree looked like the fur and body of a squirrel. I tried to get a photo but just like meteors flying through the sky, it was a moment.
I was reminded of this photo from low tide at Mile Rock Beach. Sometimes low tides, like hard times, expose new places in which to dwell, explore, cultivate, change, and thrive.
