Reading in the garden is under-rated. I just finished The Word for World is Forrest by Ursula Le Guin and while I was reading I constantly noticed new things in my surroundings, a nest of baby birds in one of the shrubs, father and mother bird flying around bringing worms to feed them. A small mouse that lives in the walls of the shed. Just existing in-between all the life that is going on made me very relaxed.

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