Unless the weather is bad- blizzard, monsoon or cold, I walk my dog, Scruffy. We go the same way most days. The small town I live in has provided wonderful trails and part of them goes through the Bevans Nature Centre. You never know what you'll see or who you'll meet. Yesterday morning I was a little earlier and this little guy was sitting on one of the paths off the main trail. He's a bush bunny and although it's only the middle of May, he's a nice brown shade. Our presence didn't bother him much; Scruffy didn't even see him.
Overhead, there were at least two woodpeckers, rap-rap-rapping away. I could hear them but I couldn't see them. The poplar "fluff" is piling up along the side of the trail and it looks a little like delicate snow.
We met a gentleman that I don't know but he looked at me and said, "It's the lady with the little dog that's always smiling." Another woman who was walking her dog told me that the trails have expanded to provide a different route if you're bored. (I'm usually not.) Right now it's gravel but in the future will likely be asphalt covered.
There is nothing like the air right now. Lilacs are starting to bloom and their scent fills the air. Walk a bit farther and Mayday trees provide a whole new olfactory experience.
Some days I don't want to walk but feel obligated to take Scruffy. (That's another confession for another time.) Most times, even on blustery, cool days, about 1/3 of the way along, I start to feel better. My mood improves and the rest of the day seems brighter.
I'm looking forward to this summer's walks. Free and the best therapy I've found.
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