Working from home today, I needed my "smoking" or maybe I should call it my "socialization" break (I don't smoke). I had just pulled up a few websites and all kinds of news items stared me in the face, and then my arm buzzed. "Ready to take me for a stroll?" my Fitbit asked me? That darn thing has a feature that reminds me every hour at 10 minutes before the hour that I need to get my 250 steps in that hour. At least it does that when I sit on my ass that entire hour. So as any good slave to their activity tracker does, I obliged.
Being a student of "forest bathing" and, as I already mentioned, not in the best of mental shapes this morning, I go for broke. What the hell, I think let's just go for a little stroll out back on the path in the woods behind our home, and ignore all the ticks and potential chiggers. I need to forest bathe! Somehow the dogs also think they should forest bathe.
On the forest trail behind our home. |
At least I got my forest bathing in, the smells and the sounds were great (with the exception of the occasional gagging behind me in the distance). We've had a wet couple of days; it actually rained over 3 inches two days ago, so I expected a wet mess. To my surprise it wasn't: the pond behind our home was still dry. These (Grafton) ponds are groundwater fed and we've had a dry fall, so I am not that surprised.
As you can see this pond is still dry despite all the rain we had the last couple of days. |
The lichen on this tree grow on the north side of the tree that is mostly in the shade. the south side has no lichen growing, probably because it is too hot and dry from the sun beating on it. |
I just loved the seeds (nuts) of this sedge and how they hung like that. |
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