Among the Pine Needles

When I was a kid, my sister and I were always outside. One of our favorite games was to rake the pine needles into a floor plan. We always imagined that my sister and I could take care of ourselves and live off the land. One of us would collect the wool from our pretend sheep, and the pinecones became our household tools. We led complex, rich lives, all while doing our homework! -Beth Murray (CLF)

When has nature been a source of comforting fantasy or dreaming for you?