Misty Day Happy

 I love days like these.

Heavy, foggy, damp.

The woods feel more alive and you can almost see the plant life

growing right in front of you as you pass by.

It is all so alive.

Truly alive and breathing.

And I am realizing that I constantly need this force in my everyday life.

I need alive

and wild,

and birdsong,

and green... and brown...

Trees and leaves and flowers.

And mountains and oceans...

I need to live where things are wild and free.

Where there are more animals roaming than people.

I need to smell the forest floor, of limbs and leaves decomposing.

I want to be able to walk for miles.

And explore new place.

Find new favorite trees.

I miss the mountains.

I love the ocean, but I yearn to live where the mountains meet the sea.

I think that is the Capricorn in me.

But water is a necessity.

(There is also Aquarian in me.)

I need to roam

and explore.

To work for a breath-taking view.

Ramble my way through fern and bramble,

scramble up past trees- reaching out to touch the bark as I pass.

Looking around, there are so many things to catch my eye, both big and small.

It is a good reminder to slow down and really look around.

There is no rush here.