one of my sayings to my husband for a lot of years was, “trust the universe.” he was a born catastrophizer, ready on a moment’s notice to see the dark side, and imagine the worst case scenario. it took him 20 years, but now he almost always trusts the universe. in fact he may have been too good a student. we are making plans to return to france this fall, without the money to make it work yet, and he is already revisiting some invitations from some of our friends there, who offered to help us possibly make wine. we have no experience, no skills, and no budget. steve is trusting the universe. so . . . is the live oak sprout in this photo just optimistic? or has it catastrophically misjudged some deceptively mild spring weather?

coast live oak acorns

carmel, california