As I left the house a man yelled. “Zoe!” he shouted. At his dog. She was a lovely kelpie who was yo-yoing along behind him on a long lead. Zoe was keen to stop and sniff everything and by everything I mean everything. The man (blue sweatshirt, dark grey track pants, black sneakers) was not pleased about all the sniffing.
You know what I love most of all about these morning walks, the attention to detail that you have noticed and then recall. Do you take notes? Or is it just that you actually pay attention, mindfulness? As you walk, like really pay attention, that's a wonderful skill. You've got me thinking about my own walks, when I can walk again, I'm going to practise walking and really noticing, then I'm going to write about it. Just for myself, as a way to learn to be present. You've made me realise how easily and often I am distracted, how often my head is in a completely different place than my body.
I really loved this post. I stumbled upon your blog last night because, I dunno, internet? I’m so glad I did. Thank you for brightening up an otherwise blue day for me
You know what I love most of all about these morning walks, the attention to detail that you have noticed and then recall. Do you take notes? Or is it just that you actually pay attention, mindfulness? As you walk, like really pay attention, that's a wonderful skill. You've got me thinking about my own walks, when I can walk again, I'm going to practise walking and really noticing, then I'm going to write about it. Just for myself, as a way to learn to be present. You've made me realise how easily and often I am distracted, how often my head is in a completely different place than my body.
Gosh Pip you are giving so much in this space.
Cheers Kate
I love your musing. You have such a warm and detailed writing style that is charming and light. Thank you for the smiles you bring.
I really loved this post. I stumbled upon your blog last night because, I dunno, internet? I’m so glad I did. Thank you for brightening up an otherwise blue day for me
What Kate said 💜
I love how bins in a street become “ Bins lined the street, a colourful and kind of stinky parade.“
Your way with words never ceases to captivate me. Xx