Over here, we have Mother Nature touching our spirit in a way that shows us that sometimes, it's the little things that gives us the most pleasure when dealing with the valleys in our journey of life.
Last Saturday, I finally got my bicycle fixed. After having lunch at my favorite local restaurant:
I decided to take the bike out for a spin.
Destination: Mill Pond Park.
After taking a twirl around the park, I was bicycling down the homestretch, when I came across a most unusual sight.
I immediately cruised to stop, hopped off my bike and quietly walked it over to a park bench that was located on the far end of the pond and sat down to write this post.
My friends, as I write this post, stationed some 25 to 50 feet away from me are a gaggle of geese, some goslings, and about a half dozen ducks and mallards snoozing.
Words can't really do justice to the scene I'm witnessing, but suffice to say that simply sitting here quietly with only the sound of chirping birds, honking geese and leaves rustling in the breeze to keep me company, leaves me with an indescribable feeling of peaceful contentment.
No matter what the upcoming week will bring to me, I will definitely have this wonderful memory to draw upon whenever I need a little restoration of my inner chi.
Late spring in New England definitely don't get much better than this, and if it does, I'm certainly not there to experience it.
My spirit soared a little bit during that early Saturday afternoon, and that my friends, is all that you can really ask for on a gorgeous weekend.
That's so wonderful that you had a moment like that. You can draw on it when you need peace this week.
ReplyDeleteLynn: It certainly was wonderful, almost surreal if you think about it.
ReplyDeleteI usually can never get that close, so when the opportunity arose, I took full advantage it, and it was definitely worth the fifteen minutes spent watching and listening to these birds.
Birds make the world a better plce
ReplyDeleteNurse Myra: Most definitely.
ReplyDeleteCan sing a song that will turn your soul and spirit to mush, too.
I hate an intimate fear of geese. And i do not mesh well with mother nature.
ReplyDeleteOh look, i'm the odd one out again! Oh well, it looks lovely for someone who enjoys the outdoors. :-)
Catherine: Intimate fear of geese?
ReplyDeleteI think we all have a fear of geese from time to time. It's just the matter of facing it head on.
If you don't mesh well with Mother Nature, do you mesh well with Father Nature? Father Nature deals with all the outdoor activities that makes one's life a hell of lot more bearable. :D
Those are the type of events that cause each of us to pause and reflect. Makes it easier to keep moving forward.
ReplyDeleteGranny Annie: Absolutely.
ReplyDeleteI've been having a very trying year and anything that I can find that help maintain my sanity, no matter how small it may be, is very much welcomed and appreciated.