Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Tomorrow we start a new month, a new chapter, a beginning. I really liked September, but I'm gonna love October. Here in Wisconsin the colors are changing. Our fields and woods are becoming vibrant with color - oranges, yellows, reds. Deeper reds than I remember. I'm guessing our long drought did it. We didn't get the season of rain some states did.
Seventeen years ago, my husband and I brought our young family out to the countryside from Milwaukee. At first, we missed the sidewalks, the easy access to any kind of dining we wanted, the action. Then we settled in. Right now as I write, I'm looking out on a bird feeder hanger from my apple tree. Two turkeys are lounging close by. A maple and oak forest in the background. No neighbors. No noise.
I figured out a long time ago, before the move, that I needed nature and open spaces, especially when I felt stressed or angry or upset. Then I'd drive until I found what I needed to restore me. I'd find a trail and I'd walk it and the world would right itself.
As James Taylor says in his October Road song:
Its the big-time life that I cant abide
Raise my rent. tan my hide.
Sweet call of the countryside
Go down slow. open wide.
When was the last time you went for a hike?