I knew, of course, that trees and plants had roots, stems, bark, branches
and foliage that reached up toward the light. But I was coming to realize
that the real magician was light itself“.
So it was that one sultry summer afternoon I followed this path through the woods and happened to find a small pond and meadow, where the canopy of trees parted to reveal the blue, blue sky. Truly, a shelter from the storm.