Chilling under my favorite willow tree at Seneca Lake. It’s a juvenile tree atop a little hill and its branches wrap around me, creating the feeling of being in my own private little room. I peek out between the leaves enjoying the sights & sounds of the night. The moon is bright & the breeze serene, causing the low hanging willow branches to tickle my nose every now and then. The sounds of the crickets, ducks and boat docks bobbing in the water feel like I have front row seats to a special nighttime serenade just for me.
Came out for a walk, but my aching body wasn’t cooperating. So I gave it a rest under this cozy tree. Glad I found another way to enjoy some outdoor reflection time. Thank you for your welcoming invitation little tree 
I am feeling grateful for you tonight.