…I’ll go a’hiking with no one in my way! 🙂
COVID-19 continues, so my hiking strategy of hitting the trails at the most opportune times for solitude goes forward with full force!
I got out this week to a local mountain park while it was raining and foggy. No thunderstorms, so I was extremely pleased to don my wet weather gear and head out. The parking lot was empty save for some super motivated trail runner…well, I don’t how motivated he was, because he was leaving when I pulled up. Could be that he got to the trail, was put off by the rain, and left. Don’t know, don’t care 😀 😀 😀 I was going hiking!
The dim foggy woods elicited magic on this morning. Birdsong penetrated the soft drip-drop of rain with a flute-like symphony of unimaginable clarity and tone. Enraptured, I was drawn into the forest and down the trail. Water cascaded forth from springs and bounded down and across my path. I inhaled deeply and let out a contented sigh.
Hello Fiddle Fern family! I see you too, May apples! Oh, hey there, Dogwood!
The mountains are waking up! No one was on the trail this morning except me and I was glad of it.
Days like these…enchanting, bewitching, and gratifying!
I love the wood when they’re dark and moody. Somehow that mood lifts my spirits.