Optimism keeps me going. I’m able to get out the door and go for a walk on a favorite trail in part because I know I should go for a walk. But mainly, I go because I hope to see beautiful sights and hope to fuel my mental and physical health by spending time outside. Being outside on beautiful days, especially during this pandemic, has been the best sort of balm for me.
Optimism and faith let me walk under that broken tree ahead, too. It’s a still day. The tree is resting on a healthy tree across the path. There’s only the very slightest chance the tree will fall in the precise moment I’m walking under it. So I continue on, thinking of both brokenness and beauty as I walk along a favorite trail.
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I heard a podcast yesterday featuring Rhonda Hampton, race director for the Umstead 100 Mile Endurance Run. In it, she spoke of her love of trail running and the “biological gifts” she encounters along the trails. (To go straight to that section of her interview, fast forward to 47:15.)
Her comment made me think of my own daily wildlife count when I’m out running or walking with the dog. This week alone, my wildlife count or list of biological gifts includes a coyote, two deer, at least a dozen turkeys, countless songbirds, a hawk, and, just this morning, a pair of American White Pelicans.
American White Pelicans in a place I’ve never seen them (along with what I guess to be Double-crested Cormorants). One pelican is hiding behind the other.