Running through a Redwood Forest… this is play and this is worship. I caught beauty unaware today as new and brightly colored blossoms opened into the morning, filling their neighborhoods with incredible fragrances. Deer ran in front of me, hawks circled above, and slow moving newts made their way to the other side of the road. When the sun hits the threads of spider webs just right, the entire trail sparkles in front of me, like a magical entrance into a grove ahead. I move in astonishment and such deep gratitude for the great imagination displayed everywhere I look and smell.