This photo of the back garden at Krotona School of Theosophy in Ojai, CA matched my mood while scanning an old copy of Reflections at Walden by Henry David Thoreau today.
Nature...is ever in her spring, where the moss-grown and decaying trees are not old, but seem to enjoy a perpetual youth; and blissful, inoocent Nature, like a serene infant, is too happy to make a noise, except by a few tinkling, lisping bids and trickling rills. -- Henry David Thoreu
