A Spooky Grove

Tucked away behind the Conservatory of Flowers in Golden Gate Park lies one of my most favorite places in all of San Francisco.  It's a quiet, spooky little grove of short, gnarled trees that if you squint and use your imagination look somewhat menacing and tantalizing at the same time.  And there's never anybody else there - spooky, right?  In a city of a million people there's really never anyone else poking around, hanging out, nothing.  Take a look:

So I've been in a wee bit of a "mood" the past week or so but the minute I started strolling around here, in this oddly alien, green little oasis, my mood improved dramatically.   The trees look like botanical versions of wise old gnarled gnomes, whispering to me: Lighten up buck-o, stop taking it all so seriously.  Pretty soon it'll all be over and then what?  All you can look back on is being in a bad mood all the time?  Snap out of it.  

And as I said earlier, my mood improved dramatically, the clouds parted and I saw blue skies again  (in my mind anyway...this is San Francisco after all, the fog had already rolled back in and the temp dropped to a quite cool 58...lol).  I know it's not always possible but if and when you ever get the smallest chance to break away for a little bit then GRAB IT, EMBRACE IT and get outside.  It's a truly magical antidote for what ails ya....