Thursday, February 28, 2008
Who Would've Thought It Could Be This Good?
Today Buddha (the dog) and I walked around the nearby pond in the 50+ degree warmth that we knew would come to visit someday soon if we could just hang in there.
A red-tailed hawk flew circles overhead. I had Buddha's leash in one hand and a blue plastic bag of Buddha poop in the other. Buddha always poops at a point as far away as possible from the nearest trash can so that I can have plenty of time to work on my aversion to bodily waste products. That's why he's the Buddha. He's a teacher.
The blond grasses that lined either side of the trail reminded me of the wet spring we had last year. All of the moisture that came then allowed the plants to grow taller than is typical of most years. I remember walking through this park last spring and feeling like I was in a jungle as I walked through grass taller than me.
That was the interesting time of my life when my shoulders wouldn't move at all. I love to walk and hike, but even walking is less fun when arms can't swing.
But now my shoulders move much better, the dried yellow stems are preparing to give way for young green shoots, and it just feels really good to be alive to see the beauty of hawk-flight and to feel the warmth of a bag of do-do.