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.
I wonder if I would appreciate the summer solstice as much, if I lived closer to the equator, and didn’t experience the long hours of darkness in the late fall autumn?
Happy solstice everyone!
Funny how something can be called a “mountain” when it really isn’t. Trempealeau Mountain in Wisconsin’s Perrot State Park.
In Madison, we’ve had close to three weeks of sunless sky. Add in the long hours of darkness, and my psyche is really hungry for some sunshine. As a remedy, I decided to post evidence of the star our planet circles, from an earlier and brighter day.
Thankfully, at least the amount of daylight starts to increase tomorrow. Happy solstice everyone.
Last night’s cabin fever induced dream had me bicycling out in the summer sun. With the dream and this week’s return of the polar vortex in mind, I thought I should post a couple of photos from a ride I took on the 400 State Trail last summer.
Oh to be out there now, pedaling with the warm summer sun on my back.