...... I get some queit time. I either go fishing, bird watching or take a long walk.
Today it was the walk. I put a load of washing in the mahine and then went up on the snow road, just off the woodhead pass.
I think this is the time where I get to do my meditations, just being out of doors, seeing the wide, blue sky and feeling pretty small. It was beautiful up there. Within 100 yards I'd lost sight of the road, within 200 yards I couldn't hear the traffic noise. But I could hear the pheasants croaking and feel the wind blowing and see the birds soaring and smell the ice and the earth and the sheepshit.
I took a walk of around three miles, it was like I was miles from civilisation and in the time I was out there I only saw 4 other people.
This is not something I could have done a few years ago. When I came back I had hot buttered crumpets and tea and fell asleep for an hour absolutely worn out.
Sometimes (like almost every Sunday) I almost get overwhelmed with gratitude. Well, every day when I wake up sober it's like a whole new miracle starting over again.
Life is good.
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That's beautiful, Bill. Beautiful. All I can see here in Iowa right now is tree-trunks, snow and ice. 15 deg F is too cold for me to go for a hike and we don't have enough ponds and lakes to do any ice-fishing on. (I don't trust river-ice, even in the backwaters). If we get a couple of days of high 20's/low 30's I'll go trouting.
This outdoorsman's cabin fever doesn't usually set in until late February. This Spring the walleye run is going to be competing with a newborn for my attention.
The "girls" (over 50 club, we call ourselves) meet at 1:00 for a long trail ride on our horses. We ride in a 1,000 acre wildlife reservation. Nature and friendship, along with the powerful connection between horse and rider is always healing and soothing. After that I take my yellow lab puppy to the beach and let him discover the magic of waves, seagulls, shells and sand. I just try to get as much outdoors time as I possibly can before going back to my without windows office for the week. Oh, and I forgot the lazy morning of coffee and Sunday paper in bed - brought to me by hubby and surrounded by my three purring cats. I LOVE SUNDAYS.
Yes Bill, that's what people are missing, a time each do to get close to nature and the creator. An act to take one out of themselves and realize just how small a part we play in this scheme. There's nothing that I enjoy more than a walk in the woods to visit the animals. I missing my mountain home where each spring summer fall I get to see a doe raise her fawns. A family of deer uses my lawn on the top of a mountain for their home. Every in our community cares for and leaves treats out for the deer. We have an apple orchaird in a mountain meadow just down the hill from me so the deer don't have eat our shrubs lol. I find myself talking to them on my walks and they look and turn their head from side to side like a dog does. We both feel the love. They really find my motorcycles curious and will walk to the edge of the road to see them. I usually kill the motor and talk to them for a few minutes while they stand there checking out my bike. It's been 11 years now, that I've been motoring around our alpine neighborhood and there's generations of deer that are my friends now. Follow rocky knob rd. till the top and join me.
Thanks Bill! Well written. Also a good reminder to appreciate that I do live in a tropical paradise that is actually a major tourist destination for many and I take it for granted. I will appreciate my surroundings more today.
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Sheepshit smells sweet like new mown grass or fresh silage. But it has to be fresh, as the smell fades within hours.
Last year I went on a wildlife safari. Around lunchtime we stopped for lunch and did a bit of foraging. We picked red, blue and white berries, various edible leaves and fungi. Then we were turned out to have a go for ourselves, the guide saying, don't eat anything without checking with me first. So I took the shiny black berries to the guide and asked if I could eat these. He sniffed them, then crushed one between thumb and finger, it turned to dust. Yes he said, you can eat these, but there just old sheep shit. Ho hum.
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