Being awake

At the bottom of our garden there is a wonderful line of tall pine trees whose trunks catch the light of sunrise or sunset creating this beautiful pattern of golds mixed with their dark green foliage against the blue of the sky. Many is the time over the twelve years that we have lived here that I have stood in the garden looking over at these majestic trees and felt peaceful and happy.

Trouble is I don't notice them as much as I used to. The impact lasted a very long time but it is starting to wear off - I barely give them a glance as I nip in and out of the garden, carrying my fug of thoughts and worries around my head.

How do I get it back? How do I wake up again?