"I perhaps owe having become a painter to flowers," Claude Monet.
Yesterday seemed to be a day interacting with nature. On a drive I saw an adult deer and began slowing down. Good thing, because from the side of the road wobbled the most new-born fawn I have ever seen. Enchanting. Nature is so soothing, and this time of year can give us so much hope with the bursting forth of flowers and foliage. Just lovely. One of the ways I manage the stress of caregiving is to be sure I am in nature every day and to surround myself with beauty in the forms of gardening. In what way does nature nurture you?
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