A Few Days Away

 

 

 

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EEK! Facebook, email, messaging! Recently I needed a tech break, just a couple of days to let it go. Sometimes in our lives we experience overload from too much information, especially with technology in this age. The reason why I chose to unplug from my iPad was that the minute I got up in the morning to the time I go to sleep, it was an important player in my day and this scares the heck out of me!

 

 

While I was away I watched a mother deer slowly lead her young twins across our road, all the while I held my breath hoping a car wouldn’t race towards them. The mother moved confidently and with a proud stature, while her babies swayed to and fro with new naive life. The fawns’ spotted coats stood out in the morning sun and their little white tails flickered behind them as they dutifully followed mom. I could smell fresh morning air and feel a refreshing coolness tingle my skin. All this was a blessing.

 

 

 

 

I worked and walked in my garden, watching a pair of goldfinches twittering in a nearby bush. Chirping birds of all sorts were my morning song. This is peace, I thought. Forget email and messages and the drama of Facebook. Forget bills and worries, I thought.

 

 

 

The next afternoon ( still under a tech break), I spotted something long and chestnut brown beyond our pond. It moved slowly with slick movements. It paused behind lush vegetation, with a rustle of branches. Suddenly a stunning deer showed itself and looked at me. This creature had a long smooth body and a twitchy whitetail with an endearing head with bright thoughtful eyes. She gawked at me, as if I didn’t belong here. At this moment we shared space, air and the yard’s tranquility. We both were  meant to be here, together, staring at each other in vast silence.It felt like hours of gazing but it was just a minute or two, just enough to feel it’s peace and beauty. Then it was over, as sudden as her magical appearance. I held my breath as she gracefully glided across the road and followed the game trail into the thick woods.

 

 

All these moments remind me of why I took the break. I needed to reconnect with the simplicity of nature and to soak in all of its peacefulness. There’s a profound need to heal my wounds from the past year, to mend things and recharge for fall. Some people take long summer vacations and do this. We don’t…we never have gone on vacation for more than a couple of days, since my husband has so much work this time of year. A part of me mourns this and secretly wishes there could be a get- away for us. Years ago it was his care taking job in the way and now it’s all his summer landscaping jobs. Don’t misunderstand me, I know those jobs pay the bills! Yet, I worry that Tom doesn’t truly get a break and we don’t get to relax like we should. Even though I’m depressed about this, I look forward to a few day trips and a few weekends away in the fall, when it’s quieter and he’s able to do it.

 

 

 

If there comes a time when you need peace and quiet in your corner of the world, unplug. Forget the cell phone, iPad and email messages. Take a walk in nature. Get out and watch wildlife, birds, deer, and whatever is in your backyard. Breathe deeply and take a moment for peace. I did and I feel great and may just do this again on the weekend.

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤️

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On an Old Dirt Road

 

 

 

 

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Our house parked on the mouth of a winding dirt road

 

 

 

The reason I chose this photograph was the dirt road, the epitome of small towns. If winding and wild roads of gravel could speak, what stories they would tell! Possibly it would  mention the story of the older couple out for a pleasure ride and the magnificent joy of spotting bears cross the road in the thick of the woods. The story of the partying teenagers exploring the mystery of night on a dark dirt road or the tale of a busy town road worker barreling noisily up and down the simple road with a dump truck. ( my husband was this worker!)

 

 

 

 

A leisure walk on a sunny morning reveals a brilliant glow casting sunlight on a dirt road. The crisp air feels rejuvenating as you trek along the windy trail. Rocks of all sizes appeal to you, you may even pick one up and feel it’s smooth or rough texture, like my boys always did like clockwork. Sometimes they would chuck them into the nearby woods. Scampering and skittering chipmunks dart across the road, a few feet away. Slow cars rumble  up and down this road, sending clouds of spewing dirt. The faster the speed, the bigger the cloud.

 

 

 

 

 

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Taken from Pinterest.com

 

 

 

 

 

When I think of dirt roads Sunday driving comes to mind. This is driving without a purpose, at a good leisurely snail pace so the passengers can notice that partridge by the roadside or the owl sitting on the branch.There’s nowhere to go, just a destination of riding. Cruising without a care in the world, to absorb the country life and to breathe peace. For that is what a dirt road is…it encompasses the peace of the country. It’s the slow going living amongst the little and big wild creatures.With windows rolled down all the way, a peaceful breeze whips in and makes you feel grateful for the country. Without inhibitions I feel the wind force against my fingers as my thick hair flaps in the breeze. Usually I would fix my hair desperately but instead I enjoy the moment and let my hair wildly fly, as it wishes.

 

There’s also the destination dirt road, where villagers live nestled in the woods and that trusty road that leads to home. Busy people ride up and down ( I know this , as our livingroom window overlooks the end of the road and we can hear the cars passing by) to work and such.  A valuable asset to country living…a dirt road winding in the woods which leads home.

 

 

 

 

If you live in rural country, take a walk or ride while soaking in the quiet peace. Watch the animals skitter to and fro, gawk at the little cottages lining the way or gaze at farms and their landscapes. Once in awhile you may see a black barrier blocking the way and upon a closer look, it appears to be a bear. Often during dawn or dusk hours deer will nervously cross the road. Sometimes they leap in front of your car so you have to pay attention. It’s a gift, given on a lonely dirt road.

 

 

 

 

Perhaps you reside in a towering , busy city without dirt roads. Take a vacation in  the country and ride or walk on a dirt road. It’s amazing what you will see, hear, and smell in the thick of a small town. Breathe the fresh air and take in the country sights. I feel you will have no regrets and peace in your soul from the quiet!

 

All My Best,

Heart and Soul ❤️

Out and About in the Woods🌲

 

On a Sunday afternoon in March my husband and I trekked peacefully in the woods. I confess this is the earliest I’ve ever hiked before, usually I do this in  May or June. But why not? Temperatures hovered around 40 degrees and the sun filtered pleasantly through the trees. The warmth and chance to explore was calling us!

 

 

path resembling early spring lead us through woods trudged by fellow hikers.Their mysterious footprints danced along the trail, as if to say, this is a place of sheer joy.

 

 

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This local trail is called the Scotland Brook  Wildlife Sanctuary, 102 acres of vast land including northern hardwood forest, wet lands and a fir tree reserve.The usual path we go on was reverted due to fallen trees and various overgrown brush on the trail. Upon reading the sign, you are welcomed to walk a few feet forward down the road and it leads back to the trail.

 

 

 

Crunching snow on the trail….

 

 

 

 

and  stepping  over pockets of ice and leaves,

 

we noticed little bridges every few feet. Cedar logs positioned nicely with timbers on them and cleverly installed chicken wire, which really is a great ice deterrent and provides traction this time of year.

 

 

 

 

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We gawked at everything and anything, as we treaded in awe and wonder of nature’s glory. Majestic trees towered above us and along the path a flat boulder appealed to my inner child. If there hadn’t been patches of snow and ice, I would’ve hopped on it and sat down.

 

 

 

 

 

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Many animal tracks led the way, accompanying men’s footprints, reminding us that we weren’t alone,a patent reminder of all that share the woods. Coyote,foxes, snowshoe hares, and deer all inhabit this sanctuary and we are honored to be a part of it.The woods came alive with movement all around. Red squirrels skittered about, little acrobats swinging from branch to branch. Sudden movements fluttered from the tree, partridges spooked by our presence.

 

 

 

 

Evidence of a Snowshoe Hare                                   Possibly a coyote or fox

 

 

 

 

A kaleidoscope of brown and gray untamed branches reached here and there, in our view of a magnificent palette of blue. A deep rich blue resembled the sea, as billowy clouds hovered in the mix.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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After a few hours hiking and absorbing the tranquility, we both decided that it was medicine and well needed. Cabin fever had set in and it was time to say hello to fresh air, blue sky, and welcome spring!

 

 

 

Walking in the woods puts life in a different perspective, that we are all part of the earth and its majesties. It reminded me that  modern technology doesn’t really refresh my soul and that’s why I needed this visit.

 

 

 

Have you walked in the woods or nature lately?

 

All my Best,

Heart and Soul