Do you ever have days when you are feeling really low and can’t even get out of bed? Well I was having one of these mornings. I decided to make a cup of coffee in the hope that this would ‘fix me’ and I took it back to bed along with my laptop. I knew I had work to do but couldn’t face the day.
I had just booted up my laptop when the phone rang; it was my mindfulness partner in crime, Caroline. She always greets me with such positivity and I responded, “I can’t face doing anything today, I’ve just taken a look at my emails and to do list and I just want to push it all away, I said.“ “Leave it!” Caroline replied, “Close the computer and go for a walk in the rain and feel the rain on your face, you have some lovely countryside around you, go outside and enjoy it.” I got out of bed, opened the blinds and replied, “Yep, it’s wet outside!”
So, I threw on some old clothes, slipped on my waterproof boots, my raincoat, a woolly hat, scarf and gloves, I grabbed my camera and off I went. Usually when I go for a walk I’m going with the aim of keeping myself fit but today I didn’t feel like it and so set of on a ‘slow’ walk with no objective or purpose in mind other than to perhaps take some photographs.
The very first thing I noticed was the lovely patterns in the paving stones and how each paving stone was very different to the next.
I continued my walk down the steps to the lower part of the village where I live and noticed the symmetry of the steps at either side of the hand rail.
As I reached the road, I noticed the way the light was shining and the beautiful colours of the leaves and moss that had settled on the wall.
I continued my walk with no aim or purpose and was greeted with the loud thunderous sound of the water as it rushed along it’s path.
I love the old street lamps, they are so ornate compared to the modern-day equivalent. I loved the way the branches were distorted through the glass of the lamp.
There is something beautiful about this front door – the symmetry and ornateness and the way it’s framed by the mature growth of the creepers and trees.
When I walked past these gate posts I wondered what lay beyond them in the past – perhaps a grand house, or the entrance to an old mill, whatever it was these remain as a shadow of remembrance.
The next part of my walk made me aware of how nature supports each other, how the trees gave shelter to other plants and allowed the growth of moss and how the leaves protected small creatures.
My camera then flashed up with a message saying it’s memory was full – I had forgotten to insert a memory card in my eagerness to get out of the house. To my surprise, I was quite relieved that I didn’t have to think about taking any more photos. All I had to do was walk!