Despite the homeopathic jet lag remedy that keeps me from feeling like a big truck ran over me at least three times, I slept a mere 2.5 winks last night . . . and they weren’t consecutive winks. But three walks today helped immensely. Nature has a way of sorting things out for me, showing me things I need to see, shoring me for what needs to be done. And sometimes, Mother Nature just makes me chortle . . .
We took a different path today:
Saw a tree that looked to be outgrowing its bark:
and another tree that appeared hollow on the inside:
The bark grew in beautiful patterns around this rotten interior, however, creating a captivating exterior with beautiful moss accessories:
We spied stones stacked atop one another to prevent further erosion:
and we saw a stoney face – do you see it?
Here. Let me clear away some of the surrounding rubble. Can you see it now?
We saw flowers that prefer cooler temperatures, blooming one more time because they can:
and a barn that would make a fetching (if cold in the winter) studio:
Then, on the way back, what to our wandering eyes should appear but a gigantic heart of stone:
Nature restores my soul every time.
She is my developmentally disabled sister-in-law, Nancy,
and I am Jeanne, the woman who flat-out loves her.
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