JOYFUL GRATITUDE #202
My daily walks have been keeping me sane and connected to the season as it evolves. I’m grateful for all the details that catch my senses as I am strolling along.
Tiny drops of dew shining on hairy seeds.
The smell of wet autumn leaves decomposing at the feet of the trees and sensing the layers of humus that came before them as the soles of my shoes sink into the ground.
Orange seeds bursting forth from bright pink flowers.
The distinct sound of a woodpecker jabbing away at a tree and the flash of its red feathers as it flies to its next pecking spot.
Mushroom clans where it seems like the elders are looking out for the playful young ones.
That sound when you kick through a thick pile of dry autumn leaves and the joy of their multitude as they float upwards and land again, each one slightly different shape and colour than the next.