After turning fifty years old, I always thought life would slow down to a peaceful pace. Being empty-nesters slows the pace quite a bit, but when you add two out-of-state moves within the last four years, it’s unsettling and distracting. Life has not slowed down. Not one bit. Since we started moving around the region, I had forgotten, or didn’t pay attention to, what I need.
Now I think I’m getting it back. Blogging helps me to analyze and organize my thoughts. I'm working on my lazy and disorganized writing skills (on most days...). It forces me to think positively instead of worrying about my next household chore or what tomorrow will bring at the office. Blogging is my time, put aside especially for me. With my camera near me, I notice more. There is a huge landscape out there loaded with beauty and I’m loving it.
Aside from a summer of power walking before I broke the foot, my lifestyle has been pretty much sedentary. I’m looking forward to my two-mile walks again. It will be me and my new Ipod, loaded with music that will keep me moving on a good tempo. Slowly, I’m starting to get moving again.
This week, I've been leaving the office for a thirty-minute hike on a nature trail. This morning it was very cold and I decided early on that I didn’t care to go out today. But I went out later that afternoon, anyway, because I knew I’d regret missing it.
It was difficult to capture good photos today. There’s a large construction site across the street that normally doesn’t cause a problem but the equipment they used caused vibrations under my feet. Joggers passed by while I was focused squarely on a tiny, flitty bird. It would have been a very good photo and I wanted to call that jogger to my attention, “Excuse me, sir, would you mind taking another route? You’re disturbing my photo-shoot.”
In a short time, I've been able to recognize some bird songs, for instance, the sound of a Cardinal. That’s cool. When I hear a new and unfamiliar song high up in a tree, I’m determined to see the singer! No luck today.
This one is way too familiar. Feeder hog. Freeloader. Today I missed a great photo opportunity. I opened my back door after arriving home from work to see at least a dozen Doves, Sparrows, Cardinals and others bathing in my pond and quenching their thirst on my waterfall. Damn! But hey, there’s always tomorrow!