A Tinge of Melancholy

The steadfast cycle of the seasons trick us into thinking there will be another Spring, but are we fully there to experience this fleeting moment of beauty?

Cloudy days, fresh air, wet shoes. I took a long walk this morning. Every day, I pay close attention to what has changed. Nature has exploded. Everything is green. The orchards are releasing their blossom, the fragrant petals dancing in the wind. I feel a tinge of melancholy. Was I fully there to experience this fleeting moment of nature’s beauty?

The steadfast cycle of the seasons trick us into thinking there will be another Spring. Another year of fragrant blossom. But we never know. And how could we possibly know? Our world is upside down.

I am painfully aware that my experiences are the only possessions I truly have. In my book, a perfect reason to go out for a walk in the rain. Rebecca Solnit writes that walking realigns mind, body and spirit. The ideal state of man, in which we experience the world at the perfect pace, allowing us to travel, to observe and to think at the same time.

Walking, observing, thinking. All remind me to appreciate the little things in life. The refreshing smell after rain. A little lamb snoozing at the base of an old poplar. The sound of my footsteps on a dirt road. Beauty and wonder, as far as the eye can see.

April 29, 2020 Add Comment

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