Fresh air; sunshine; the wind whistling through pine trees and dancing through my hair; birds happily chattering away; water musically flowing down stream; the scent of wildflowers and dirt; just a few of the things I love about being outside. As an outdoorsy mountain girl, these days stuck living in the suburbs does feel stifling and unfulfilling. Although being surrounded by soaring trees and uninterrupted open space may be what my soul craves and may currently elude me on a day-to-day basis I try to make the best of being surrounded by city sprawl, traffic and manicured lawns.
The corgis and I walk at least 3 miles each day, exploring different routes through the paved and man made surroundings of our neighborhood. Being a person energized by nature and left feeling depleted by the murmur of homes being remodeled; gardeners mowers and blowers; traffic; and the busyness of life in a neighborhood; this daily ritual can sometimes feel like a chore. Taking time to be mindful during each of our excursions helps me to find gratitude, focus on the birds that are singing, the lovely and seasonally changing aroma of flowers in bloom and the vast ocean just beyond it all influencing the climate which provides a backdrop to our shared existence. This is a survival mechanism for me to remind myself that even here, nature is all around, I just have a look a little harder to find it.
Keeping this in mind as the dogs and I walked the last couple of days I took my camera along and snapped some pictures of the stunning beauty and variety of nature in our neighborhood. As the photos speak more beautifully than I could ever possibly write you’ll note this post is shorter on words but longer on photos. I hope you enjoy my photoessay of Surviving Suburbia and it sparks you to bloom where you’re planted…even if that place isn’t quite where you thrive.