A moment of chill…
Being fortunate enough to drive by a nature preserve on my commute affords me the luxury of unwinding with scenes such as these.
All that is audible is the chirping of hundreds of birds in the rushes, ducks quacking, and the breeze rustling the grass.
I walk barefoot to reconnect with the warmth of the wood planks, dirt, and concrete path. The refreshing nature of shedding the confines of heels to soak in a warm spring day and get dirt on my toes is addicting and calming.
Temptation to dip into the calm water is negated by the tangly reeds below the surface. That, and a soggy walk back to the car AND drive home chases out those whimsical notions.
Ten minutes of quiet on a bench and all is readjusted in my world.