“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”
―~ Rachel Carson
This morning, after a restless night, I slept late.
Instead of sitting in meditation, Harry Dog and I went for a long rambling walk.
We said hello to the cows.
We saw the old tree that cracked in half and fell over late last night.
We saw where the echidna has been digging, and where a new bush orchid has taken root, cradled in a hollow of a big old tree.
We walked and walked.
And when we came back to the house again we were happy.