Monday, May 25, 2015

Long Time



What a wonderful place.   A farm and park, with baby farm animals and ball fields of every kind and walking paths all over.  Boki, and I walk there often.  Each day there are differences according to the season, the time of day, and who is there.   When we first went there it was winter, everything taupe except the sky which was sometimes also gray.  Only a few people would be there, plus the odd bike and a dog or two.

By contrast, in spring and summer if you go on a Saturday, there are noisy ball games on in every field and many walkers, joggers and bikers and many dogs.  I haven't met anyone unfriendly yet.  Young moms bring their toddlers to see the baby goats and chicks and they sit and have picnics and talk to other young moms.....no doubt having heart to heart talks about being a good mom and wife and all the rest of it.  I remember.

But I do love this place.

By now it has gone from closing at 5 pm to quite late, as at the time of publishing summer solstice has just passed.

In spring when the leaves are about half grown, they are moist and  supple.  When the breeze blows the sound is very very soft, unlike fall when it is raspy sounding.   Now the leaves are big and the branches are weighed down.

If I am feeling anxious about anything, I know that when I get to the end of a full hour's walk, I will feel better no matter what.   Good stuff.   Thank You, God.