The Return
Rushing and skipping, its runs past without a backwards glance before disappearing altogether. Thats how my days have been as of late. Still I keep going, my pace never really slowing. Summer’s arrived just on its predicted time for the part of the country I live in. I really do enjoy mild summer days, you know the kind; a soft breeze tickling your skin as you lay on fresh smelling grass watching the clouds lazily make their way between the gaps of the leaves in the trees. Thats the kind of summer I look forward too. But of course I seldom experience that kind of ideal summer day here. Instead the weather here is unbearably hot, while having high humidity that makes my hair curl, and usually with the smallest hint of a breeze lurking just out of sight or feeling. You might be able to see why I tend to travel away from this kind of place during the summer. Better and brighter fields eh?
I just returned from an amazing visit to the midwest US [Colorado to be exact], which may explain my sudden discussion of the weather. I experienced the kind of weather that suits me perfectly, and I began to miss it as soon as the plane left the ground. Summer is still gradually approaching Colorado, so the unpredictability of spring weather was a welcome change. From soft breezes and sudden rain showers, to mountain winds and unexpected snowstorms, it was perfect. Oh how I love the outdoor-friendly cool and mild weather, and the panoramic mountain scenes!
Escaping the city and venturing out into the country was such a welcome change, and actually getting to don my hiking boots and feel the rocky trails and steep slopes as they climbed towards the sky brought back my awe and respect for the mountains. Not as though it ever left me, but it tends to slide out of focus when I’m so far away from it all. I enjoy hiking and being outdoors above all other physical activities…well, aside from that physical activity, mostly because I feel so at ease in nature and really just love exploring country on foot, even if for only a few thousand feet at a time.
As always though, I wish I had more time to lose myself in it all. But I’m back now, right here. Sorry I’m late. Its becoming a bad habit isn’t it?
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