I was only half-joking today when I told Penny that she saved my life when she messaged me, asking if I’d like to hike today. After two days of driving and looking at RVs, I needed desperately to get out into the peace of nature – not just for the beauty that I crave, but also to move my body – to work it hard. My body needs that kind of work, and if I’d ever doubted that, today proved it was true.
My gosh but I feel good!
It was a perfect, beautiful day to hike. The temperature was fine, the sun shining down, the air clear: garry oaks were sporting brand new leaves of the shiniest green on earth and wildflowers covered the meadows and rocks.
There was just enough runoff water left in the seasonal creek beds for Abby and Shanara to have their fill to drink and, of course, the black hole of inkiest, stinkiest mud was as wet and disgusting as ever – in other words, heaven for the dogs, who plunged in and wallowed. Yeah – car seat blankets need washing.
And so – back home to bake bread (it’s rising beautifully) and indulge in a hot bubble bath. Lots still to do including writing and guitaring, but I feel so at peace and so de-stressed that anything else that happens today (and I’m sure there’ll be lots) will simply be lovely. That much I know.