Walks in a forest where sunlight filters through the trees, pine needles crunch underfoot and fresh smell of moss and moisture permeate the air! Feel so rejuvenated and one with nature when I'm in a forest.
This picture reminds me of a poem I loved as a child. Something like "If you can't be the tree at the top of the hill, be the shrub at the bottom. But be, the best little shrub that grows in the vale. Be the best life that people will see.