It has been a while since I walked and explored. The morning was cool and perfect for just recentering and remembering what's important. Strolling to reconnect with nature, leaving all the stress behind and having nothing but enjoyment on my mind
I headed down the creek,
and saw this debris from the last flood, long ago.
The beauty in the small things was total pleasure.
The water is low from the drought.
The remains from the tornado, beginning to decay,
were an obstacle course for the dogs.
I continued to my favorite place,
Rock Hollow.
Saw poison oak and ferns, growly abundantly.
After a nice climb with only one stumble,
a few briar scratches and seed ticks,
I am centered, relaxed and sweating.
We climb Turtle Ridge
and head back down the mountain.
