Kurt Harden’s Cultural Offering has this on forest bathing and “nature prescriptions”:
Eventually, I started to be able to distinguish the tiny splashes of singular rain drops onto each delicate leaf, all weaving into the greater song of Mother Nature. I looked down and saw tiny ants scurrying to and from an ant hill as they carried bits of leaves and branches.
Cultural Offering’s post is here.
The underlying article (on the Daily Beast) is here.
We’ve previously discussed the wonders of forest bathing here, here and here.
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