How often do you go about the tasks and preoccupations of your own world, barely noticing the life around you? It's easy enough to do. But sometimes your breath catches in your throat when you realise you're part of a web and the world throbs with life around you.
Every sniff is a discovery.
It rained and rained the other night, and when I opened my front door in the morning, something brown and bumpy hopped in; it took a second glance to see it was a frog and not an old leaf. We sat on the floor together for a few minutes before it got up the courage to run outside again. Sometimes the natural world literally invades your house - frog on carpet was such a funny juxtaposition! It reminded me, though, that we really are all connected, all interdependent.
When have you felt most connected to the natural world? Most disconnected?