Sometimes the most obvious place of all is the safest and most overlooked place to be. In the oblivious mass of millions of organisms there is a certain knowledge that the sound of one hand clapping will not be heard. It is reassuring in its lonely endeavour to deliberately not matter one bit in the grand scheme of things. A quiet walk through the woods today netted a few wildlower photos which I am pleased with. It has also left me feeling rather small.