I’ve said it before, but I really don’t live in the right place. I need to live on a good acre of land, surrounded by a forest, out in the middle of nowhere. A log home would be a nice bonus. I don’t have that but at least I have some woods within walking distance.
Yesterday George took the kids to visit his parents for a couple of hours and since I found myself alone, and it was really nice outside, I grabbed the dog and went walking in the woods for about an hour. I had my iPod (playing a whole lot of Ke$ha, and I am so far out of her intended age demographic but damn if I don’t love her musc, no matter how bad it might technically be), I had sunshine and vitamin D, and I had fresh air.
Spending time outside is always good but being near the ocean or being in the woods is what really calms and grounds me. Since I am nowhere near an ocean – for now – the woods fill the void quite well.
Even in the winter.
I’m curious. What caused that trough going through the woods?
Oh, nothing in particular. It’s good for the dog because it lets her sniff to her heart’s content, the way that her breed is meant to. It was sort of spur of the moment because I had gone over to throw a bag in the garbage, saw how packed down the trail was (which meant I wouldn’t have to worry about snow getting down inside my boots), and it was a nice day so off we went so she could be a Beagle. 🙂
Beautiful photos, and nature is always do grounding.
The pictures are beautiful 🙂