Walking About

I continue to pursue my walking goals for 2021. With a goal of 5 million steps for the year, I am over 2 million so far – according to my Fitbit.

One thing I enjoy doing is walking by areas that I usually drive by. You see so much more on foot. You can study the shape of leaves, the colors of flowers, and notice little characteristics of the neighborhood. Today, I walked by a very small park that I never really thought much of before. This time I noticed that the park was very clean and well cared for. Someone takes a lot of pride in caring for that little area.

I haven’t walked over 35,000 steps in one day yet, so my dream of a 50 mile walk is going to be a real challenge. I walk about a 100 steps a minute, so 6,000 steps an hour. A mile is a little more than 2,000 steps with my itty bitty little legs. So 100,000 steps would take….a lot of minutes. We’ll see.

Windy, windy, windy out here in the flatlands. I have always hated the wind. It reminds me of an obnoxious child who sits next to you on a 6 hour plane trip… no, an 8 hour plane trip. It gets really windy out here, especially this time of the year. Thirty miles an hour winds are not considered note worthy. Having planted close to 100 shade trees and 50 fruit trees, we have had to stake up a lot of trees.

Yesterday, I was out back, in the wind, checking out those newly planted trees and I looked up at a row of tall cottonwood trees we have behind the barn. They are about 40 to 50 feet tall. The wind was a blowin’ and the trees were just dancing in the wind, swaying back and forth, with their new shiny leaves glistening in the sunshine. I stopped my walking and mental complaining and I just watched the top of the trees. I smiled, a real smile, not one of my smart-ass grins.

Why did I smile at trees swaying in the wind? They reminded me of a choir that was singing praises to all creation. There is about 15 of these cottonwood trees, all dressed in their green choir robes. To them, the wind was just a playmate. The wind was their orchestra.

I thought about this for a bit. The natural world is a very wise teacher, I think.