It is strange out walking and thinking some family and old friends may not last long after being poison poked, and here I am just enjoying the trees and detaching from their fate and misfortune.

I have detached as well, Martin.
There are family members that I have already said good bye to, in my mind. I have to detach otherwise when the time comes, it will be hard to focus on what really needs to be done.
Like when the oxygen mask falls in an airplane, we must put our own mask on first otherwise we will be useless to help others.
I love the peace and serenity that your photos convey- they are timeless at a time where everything is speeding up and off the cliff.
Thank you for being who you are.