Turtle

I went out walking today. I was able to test out my new fanny pack. Well, I don’t know if it’s technically a fanny pack. It was listed as a “running belt.” I just needed something to carry my phone if I’m listening to a book or podcast when I’m walking. It’s just big enough to carry my phone and maybe a key and a credit card. It worked really well on it’s first excursion. I also have two other fanny packs. One for fancy occasions and one for not so fancy occasions. They are just so handy!

I was walking in the woods and heard some rustling at the edge of the trail. I could see a something brown passing through the ferns, coming towards me. Then I realized there were two of the something brown things. And one was coming right towards me. I screamed. They ran away. I figured out it was two chipmunks playing together.

Then, I came along a nice turtle sunning itself on the side of the brook. He/She/They let me come right up close and snap a pic. I so got that – who wants to move when you’re enjoying that free Vitamin D?

The woods is getting that summer smell. Damp and earthy and green. And today I picked up the faintest flowery scent.

I read this today:
I believe in God, only I spell it Nature.
-Frank Lloyd Wright

Thanks for reading today’s entry in my daily blog.  My goal here is to practice noticing. I try to write about small things and I try to keep it light. Sometimes I write about creativity or healing. And sometimes I write about my dogs or what I cooked for dinner. Writing daily here is a way for me to shine a light back on my life and help me see.

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