I found a rock
I finally allowed myself to take a walk today with no ulterior motive in mind. I did not walk to go get milk. Nor did I walk to drop off dry cleaning. But I did walk just for the fun of it. And I’m a little shocked that I haven’t done that in a while. What is happening to me? When did to-do lists take over my life? So after parking my little matchbox car in the garage after running a few errands, I thought, “what the H” and pulled on my boots and left the marinara sauce to make itself. All I wanted to do was just walk across the field and down to the little stream that borders the property. For No Reason. When did this become rocket science for me?
I really have to shake myself awake sometimes and remember to just go outside without any particular goal in mind. Just go. Don’t let me forget that. After I crossed the field and came to the woods by the stream, I found a rock. No, not a little rock that one would throw across the stream, but rather a big, not-going-anywhere-soon rock. I always knew it was there. I’ve seen it before but I never paid it much attention till today. So I climbed on top of it and decided it was a nice sitting rock. I think I will keep this rock as my secret place to sit. It has a decent view and is easily accessible. I believe it is also dog-friendly, so I think Bowzer and I will be taking some walks down there come warmer weather.
Although I hear that more snow is on the way, so maybe my next visit will be on skis. I wonder if I can get Bowzer to pull me, it wouldn’t kill him to learn some skijoring. Go Dog Go.