There are many bush walks around here, some off leash, some not. Some small and contained, some you can walk for hours, if the dog will allow.
though maybe the rainforests are,
Instead my bush is shades
greys, blues, greens
Surprising bolts of colour
the golden wattle, sign of cold
winter around the corner
the occasional burnt red leaves
It’s a bush that asks you
to work on enjoying it
finding little jolts of joy,
wild orchids pushing heads
up just above the soil.
It asks you to get up close,
to notice the beauty
that is there, not obvious
but waiting to be found.
Marg and Jac I've been doing something similar I mix my bike rides and have promised myself when I go back to work my view of the neighborhood will be vastly different...
ReplyDeleteBeautiful and I can so relate to joys that are coming from the long walks. We have found so many lovely places that we didn't know existed.
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