A fallen tree, teeming with life, caught my eye as we were out driving last Sunday afternoon. Lush and green, it stood out against our wintery landscape of greys and muddy browns.
It has been fallen for a few years, from the look of it; lying where some forgotten windstorm left it, normally hidden from view in the edge of the forest.
But the leaves are down now, allowing glimpses into the hidden places.
It is an interesting geography of ravines and ridges, creeks and fallen timber.
One glance piqued my curiosity enough that we made a point of stopping on the way home.
The ravine is steep enough that I didn’t climb down to take photos close up. Perhaps another day in my climbing boots I’ll make the hike.
We’ve had abundant rain for a while now, supporting luxuriant moss, lichens, and shelf fungus.
And I can only imagine the hidden colonies of tiny insects living below this green carpet of moss, in the bark and interior of the tree.
Such a wonder!
Nature uses every resource, allowing nothing to go to waste. And does it in such style, creating this lovely garden on a falling tree, to delight a passerby on a cold and grey wintery day.
“The Holy Land is everywhere”
Nicholas Black Elk
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“Knowing nature is part of knowing God.
Faith directs us to the invisible God,
but leads us back from God
to the entire visible world.”
Arnold Albert van Ruler