On a day not too long ago I felt restless and needed a hike. Upon dragging the family out to a spot unknown to me and well known to the husband, my heart began to lift and my spirits began to ease.
The weather was a perfect 77 degrees with the most gentle and refreshing breeze. A warm sun to melt any ice that may have previously been embedded into the crevices of my heart. As I walked along the narrow path that winded gently through the foothills my eyes were turned upward in a moment of gratitude and appreciation for such a beautiful gift. The foothills could not be more alive and perfectly beautiful than they were at that moment as I walked by. It was if the foothills had just woken up from winter to say "Hello, Am I not just the most beautiful country you have ever seen?"
Wild flowers had bloomed in abundance and danced to the gentle tune that the wind played. In the distance I could hear the sound of birds playing in the tree tops and the giggles and sequels of children being chased by their father, distant sounds because my wild heart could not be tamed that day and I felt the need to run on.
Ah yes, the flowers. The colors that spread like a blanket over the usually dusty desert hills were all fresh and wet as if the artist had just completed his masterpiece and had not fully dried yet. Flowers of white, purple, yellow and a unique treat I had never before seen, a sweet pink flower resembling the kind you buy at the florist shop. The sage was in full bloom and smelled of a freshness that only an allergy suffer would not notice. Thanks to Zyrtec I was such a person who might enjoy a day like this.
The hike offered such a variety of natural pleasures to enjoy. Red winged black birds and the sounds of birds I could not identify. Sunshine was offered while walking through sand and sage. Tall shade trees that offered a refreshing break from the hot sun grew in abundance around the bank of a gentle stream. Plant life foreign to my uneducated mind of biology was alive in every imaginable way throughout the foothills. My mind may not know the names of the plants or birds but to my soul they were all close friends. Friends I was sad to say good bye to when the hike had ended.
4 comments:
Ain't nothin' like takin' a good Hike!
I actually love hiking! Each time I do end up going for a hike I tell myself I need to do it more often. We went the other day with Mom, Dad, Tony, Logan, Nanette and kids, and me and kids. It was nice. I felt bad that Mom and Dad couldn't make it far. Nanette was concerned that she too would have a hard time so we only went down about a half mile. I told Zack that I would have gone farther with him if we were able. We did get to see turtles on the lake... that was our goal. The Springfield Conservation Area is really lovely. I wish we had all the wonderful hiking spots you do.
Hey I found your blog through your facebook page, you write so beautifully! Now I want to go on a hike! Feel free to check out my family blog.
Thank you Becca for visiting and commenting. Provoking a desire to hike was my goal. GOAL ACCOMPLISHED! Did you go? I think it is a little too hot close to town but further north would make a sweet hike! I wish I could go more frequently.
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