Put on the jacket and head outside. Nothing like a little walk in the rain to keep the weekend rolling.
While we have skated by this fall with warmer and drier weather something about this morning brought a certain feeling that our luck is about to run out.
After a mile or two of a hike that began in tall grassland and meadows we suddenly entered a stretch of trail that wound it’s way through a luxuriant forest filled with treasures of all kind. From beautiful Woodland Pinedrops to what seemed an unending variety of ground covers, the landscape was transformed. From dry to wet, from brown to green, you never know what you’ll find on the forest floor.
Unusual fungi and tiny white bells.
Life took many forms and all play a part in the ecosystem of the forest floor.
Wishing you a wonderful week and perhaps some time to explore.
A quiet walk on a summers day.
Where shapes of flowers and the textures of the forest were combined.
Formed the memory of that day.
Some say there is healing power in a long forest experience, a practice called shirn-yoku in Japan. There certainly are days when you leave a nice walk in the woods with a feeling you can equate with healing. It need not be walking as a long sit on that quiet bench or rock also seems to do the trick.
Although scientific evidence is currently sparse as to the specific mechanism by which a forest walk promotes positive health we can all agree it does no harm at all.
On some days it is what we see and others what we smell. Many days it is what we do not see or smell as we walk away from the hustle and bustle and into the woods.
Whatever it is about a forest bath I sure wish Doctors would prescribe it more.
Many thoughts came to mind as we walked in a burnt forest.
What will the future hold as the world warms and rains dry up?
Fragility, resilience, life and death are here.
Why does it feel familiar yet so foreign all at once?
Many thoughts as we walked and many thoughts to this day.
A walk through a burnt forest felt like a metaphor for these time.
Listening to a pair of pacific wren sing a back and forth turned a simple duet into a symphony.
On a recent walk we were lucky enough to be able spend a fair amount of time observing and watching a very handsome Mule Deer Buck escorting his harem through the forest.
While we hung out and watched the whole group of deer pass through the male stood watch curious yet calm and quiet.
Before the group moved away and into the deeper reaches of the forest the male put his nose to the sky to make sure all were present and accounted for.
A nice surprise and the highlight of the stroll.
A Raven quietly takes flight from a tree still teeming with life.