There is something healing and energizing about sitting under a tree with the wind blowing through the bows just enough to drop pine needles and coloured leaves all around you, hiding out from the rain but still immersed in nature….. Everyone has long since run indoors, even the chipmunks and squirrels have taken cover. But here we sit in awe of the sounds……
The birds have stopped chirping so the only echoes we hear now is the heavy rain as it picks up energy and moves through the trees The rhythm of drops that slip down between the branches, landing on exposed skin and rain jackets, one drop then two then a few more creating a steady beat, a drumming sound
Listening with all senses the sounds of the rain, the wind through the trees the rhythm of escaped rain drops, a small miniature outdoor orchestra of music
A sense of letting go, of releasing thoughts, worries and troubles if only for a moment….
The quiet and the peace, simply in awe of the fall