Just a Walk in the Park

Hello, Thursday Morning readers! It’s been a couple of weeks since my last post. I’ve been busy!

On Father’s Day, my husband wanted to go for a walk after church services. We opted to drive a few minutes and hike in a nearby park because it’s so much more relaxing than walking in our subdivision.

It was beautiful. I kept stopping to snap pics of wildflowers. They reminded me of my childhood when we wandered the fields around my grandma’s farm.

We’d planned to walk about a mile-and-a-half. However, we made a wrong turn somewhere along the way and ended up on a three-mile trail. That was not so terrible, except for the approach of dark clouds and the ominous rumble of thunder in the distance. 😦

Pulling up GPS on my phone, I determined that we were still half an hour from our parking spot when the wind started whipping around. We increased our speed, which concerned me a little because my husband has health problems. So, I prayed (I may have begged) for God’s help.

Minutes later, as raindrops began to pelt us, we topped a long hill and found a pavilion where we could take cover. A bike rider had also taken cover there. After a few minutes of watching the rain fall in sheets and lightning striking all around, the bike rider struck up a conversation with my husband. He gave us advice on the shortest route to take to get back to our car.

My husband asked lots of questions (as he usually does) and found out where the guy likes to ride. He showed us photos he’d taken in some remote areas around the county. As the rain began to subside, he decided to call it a day. He was parked nearby, so he offered us a ride to our car (by foot, still over a mile from our present location).

My husband happily accepted. We were in the guy’s vehicle by the time I remembered the prayer I’d prayed. I whispered a thank-you to my Heavenly Father. Either He’d had mercy on our foolishness and lack of planning, or, we had met someone we needed to meet and given a stranger the opportunity to do a good deed.

Sometimes, it’s difficult to accept help, especially if the offer comes from someone you don’t really know. Have you ever given a stranger an opportunity to do a good deed?

Mid-Winter Daydreams

Happy last day of January!

travel-1749508_1280These are not my shoes. This is not my view.

But I would like to be there, wearing those shoes, and enjoying that view. I think it would be nice to be sitting on a large deck, looking down on that. And I hope the deck is attached to a house with expansive windows and an oversized fireplace.

beach-1877070_1920These are not my shoes. This is a not my view, either.

But just looking at it warms me. And I can almost smell the salty air, and hear the sound of the surf. I wouldn’t mind a view like this one right now. A home by the sea would be mighty fine.

feet-1567104_1280Not my shoes. Not my view.

But I’m seriously considering buying a pair of cons. They look comfy, don’t they? I love this scene. I imagine it a pastoral one, with the smell of livestock, and freshly-turned earth filling the air. Birdsong and crickets are all I need to send me into a pleasant little siesta.

shoes-698533_1280By now, you know the drill: Not my shoes, not my view.

What I find most interesting in this last photo–the print of a bare foot above the shoes. My favorite way to traverse a sandy beach, feeling the warm, damp sand against the soles of my feet.

Daydreaming? Yes, happily.

But more than that, I think. Photographs, especially pleasant ones, can have a positive effect. Like enjoying fine art, it transports you, if you let it. And in the darker days of midwinter, when the sun often hides its face, sometimes we need a little inspiration.

  • Which of the above photos stir you most?
  • Are you a mountain person, or a beachcomber?
  • A hiker, or a swimmer?
  • Do you love the outdoors, no matter the season?
  • What’s on your travel bucket-list?