As you know, I'm having a really rough time at present. My chronic illnesses have been flaring, Covid-19 restrictions have led to increased feelings of loneliness (and worthlessness), and I'm still struggling with the loss of my dad. However, any time I manage to get out for a short walk in nature it helps. Sometimes it helps a little, sometimes a lot, but with every nature outing, I notice a perceptible shift in my mood.
Today, I decided to make time to head out for an hour to one of my favourite local trails. It's pretty unknown, it's Monday (so few if any users), and a section of the trail is flooded at present so I almost never see anyone else there.
Right now the final patches of snow are melting, and the moss is a vibrant green. We (the dogs and I) don't just walk when we go—we play fetch, they swim in the river, we explore, and I often find things to examine or spend some time just sitting and soaking it all in, breathing the fresh air.
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| Forest Trail |
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| A Mossy Blanket |
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| Vestiges of Winter |
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| No, it's not a beaver, it's a Ripple |
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