Today I drank in the sunshine and the breeze and the sound of the wind in the trees. I only had about 25 minutes in the nearby national forest, but I was craving that place. As I wandered over an antique bridge, shaking out my hair to catch the sun, I slingshot my momentary concerns back to the universe. Ahhh.
I have to seek out such places.
I need to go where I don’t have any interruptions from ‘society’ because every minute I spend interacting with folks is a moment’s less peace recently.
Not to fault anybody, but I need to take a close look how my time is being spent.
It’s a side effect of getting old.
Get out to the woods, y’all.
Find a creek to listen to and maybe wet your feet.
Much Love