Trumpet Lichen

What happens when we slow our lives down enough to partake in the beauty at the micro level? These trumpet lichen are the size of a few grains of rice, yet their amazing, flared tops are not for capturing moisture, but for anchoring the power of the raindrops to disperse its spores. When was the last time you slowed down enough to experience only a few square yards on a hike...probably when you were a child? What's stopping you now? How are you leveraging your abilities to catapult those metaphorical raindrops?