We forget. We forget while we are fighting the avaricious enemies of nature, the environment, and biodiversity. We forget that one of the reasons for our work is because nature is awesome and beautiful and restorative – like chicken soup for the soul. As John Muir penned over a century ago:
Climb the mountains and get their good tidings.
Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.
The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy,
while cares will drop off like autumn leaves.
So, do it. Get out there. Amble up to that ridge line and take in the full sweep of our glorious Sonoran Desert landscape. Drop to your knees to investigate the beauty of a red velvet mite, or the language in the sand left by a kangaroo rat or sidewinder rattlesnake. Absorb the fragrances of the desert and the cacophony of bird song. Take time. Become restored. Do it.