I love peering into a densely wooded hide–a space of seclusion and sweet damp smells. I love to imagine myself within the shelter of trees and shadows and piercing sunbeams peering out from my safe place at all passerby’s. I snap pictures of the bridge, its termite riddled beams tagged for replacement. I am delighted by the light washing the trees and illuminating the leaves and forest floor below. In the distance is a secluded patio that stands as the sole audience for this parade of glory. I am blessed to share this moment. I am grateful and joyous and excited to share my discoveries with you.