The February doldrums have me looking at a photo I took a few weeks ago, and dreaming of far off destinations. Traveling by rail, of course.
As I walked through Olbrich Gardens this morning, a man was stopped in the middle of the path, staring intently at a mature tree. His back toward me, unaware of my presence, I excused myself to get by. He apologized for being in the way, saying he was just in awe of the beautiful old tree. I agreed as I walked past, saying something about many awe inspiring sights to see today. As I continued to walk over the creek bridge, I thought, any day that gives you feelings of awe, is a good day.
Yesterday, in the middle of a mostly cloudy day, I decided to go hiking at Natural Bridge State Park. While on the trail, just as I approached the park’s namesake (a natural sandstone arch), the sun started shining through a decent sized break in the clouds.