Just a few more random photos from the Jack Augerpoint Traverse.
Today was all about recovery, especially my poor abused back. My spine is bony and sticks out and it’s badly bruised. It’s nothing awful of course – not unless I put a heavy pack on it again in a day or two.
So I did laundry and shopping and walked a lot with Abby – a domestic day and a catching-up day, including catching up on sleep – longest afternoon nap ever.
But if felt good. And it felt especially good to take a long walk with Abby in Hemer Park – completely deserted today – lots of time to communicate with the trees and hear their song.
I didn’t know they sang.
Housekeeping: cleaning the boots, airing out the sleeping bag and tent.
And doing a walking meditation. Feeling connected to the people I love – and also disconnected. Feeling both. Feeling joyful and sad – both. And feeling abundantly accepting of both.
Today in Hemer Park, looking out over the pond where the trumpeter swans spend the winter, thinking, “I never thought I would see this again.” And feeling blessed to be there.
Knowing I was in a place that feels like home. Knowing more than one place in the world feels like home and feeling blessed that I live in one of them. It seems I have been searching and sometimes finding home – and I have that here. And I am blessed.
Next: a solo trip up Flower Ridge and Central Crags. Next week. Maybe a day or two later than originally planned. I want to make sure my back is 100%. I’m also going to lighten my pack.