Faced with troubled times or personal tribulations humans have long found solace in nature. Something about the way that life carries on, birds foraging, flowers blooming, insects pollinating, reminds us that we are not that important and human concerns exist only in our collective mythos. It’s selfishly my biggest source of grief about the degradation of the natural world. While we build bigger castles in the sky, the natural world is diminished and that sense of permanence and certainty along with it.