January Twenty-fifth; Footnotes of I Really Need A Good Hike

I need a hike. I need one of those long, strolls through nature that soothes the soul and eases the spirit.

Today’s weather obviously prevented that from happening today. Rain and fog are not a lot of fun to wander about in, at least in winter. I have gone out and enjoyed a walk through a summer shower. 

I had heard the weather reports, I knew that the rain was coming. I thought it would be worse than it was, but I’m not complaining. Much. It was one of those days when you sit and look out the window and long for Spring.

I’m growing weary of the short days, cold temperatures and lack of color. Even the feral cats only came out to eat as quickly as they could and disappear back out of the rain. So no cute kitten playing crazy therapy. 

Tomorrow I’m hoping will be better. The temperature is supposed to be warm and the chance of rain low. I only need to decide, which place is calling my name? Do I hike the trail at the mountain in the local state park? Do I hike one of the nature trails? Do I go the easy route and hike the paved trail just up the road from me? Do I simply walk out my back door and start walking? 

Does it matter? As long as I get out in nature, out of the house, moving and getting some exercise, is that not what is important? I can feel the discomfort of not having hiked, of being too sedate. I can almost feel the muscles stiffening and growing lazy.

I need to get out and get in the open air. Even if its cool, to feel it brushing my face and pushing away the dust of being closed up. Locked away from the peace found along that wooded trail.

If I can’t hike, then maybe, I can work on my flower gardens, preparing for what I am hoping is a glorious explosion of color as spring awakens. Like an awakening of life, spirit, hope for the approaching time for outdoors.

I’ll know tomorrow what I will be able to do. Of course all of that also depends on mom and dad and them not needing anything..we’ll see. Until then, how about some kitten and fog photos?

Shot through the window because they run at the least sounds
My back yard. My peaceful place.

About rebecca s revels

A writer, a photographer, a cancer survivor. An adventurer of the mild kind, a lover of the simple pleasures such as long walks and chocolate. A Christian unashamed of my faith and a friend who is dependable and will encourage readily. Author of three self published books with more waiting to find their way to paper. An advocate of good things, a fighter against wrongs.
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