The art of strolling has become lost in our fast paced world. The definition of strolling is a “leisurely walk”. When you are power walking to train for a marathon you are interested in speed and longevity of your body, but a stroll is about the enjoyment of the time spent walking. I have never been a stroller. In the past when I went walking it was to increase my heart rate, lose weight, etc…but, most of the time I was very time conscious.
I have been pleasantly surprised to see all the things that I had been missing by rushing through a walk. Sally Bee isn’t always thrilled with me stopping to take photos or observe a spider web when she is ready to find the perfect spot to do her business, but as part of her training I am teaching her to “wait”.
One of the things that the CoVid pandemic has taught us is that what we have today is not necessarily going to be there tomorrow. On my “spring” walks I have found this to be very true with the world around me. I now carry my camera on most every walk because I have found what Isaiah 40:8 says is so very true - “the grass withers and the flower fades…”
Our city has invested in beautiful parks with trees and flowers and pathways for us to take advantage of. It is known as a Tree City USA community and we have a wide variety of trees to reap the benefits of.
If I see something that I think is interesting or pretty I know that I must snap that shot right then. The spring flowers look beautiful for a very short period of time and with the wind and the rain that time can be quickly shortened. The dandelion fluff is blown into the air by a gust of wind or a downpour of rain, but when you capture it in your photography you preserve it for your enjoyment forever.
There are also many birds that are so active in trees and shrubs and even on the ground for us to enjoy. When I stop and look up and down and all around it is amazing what I realize that I have missed by speeding by. When I walked through Gabbert Park this week, I observed Mockingbirds, Cardinals, Robins, Cedar Waxwings, Eastern Bluebirds, and a Red-Bellied Woodpecker.
When you power walk you miss so many things besides what’s to be seen! There are sounds going on that you never take note of when you are pushing through your walk. The music of the birds singing is amazing throughout the day. I have been delighted to hear a Robin sitting on a power line singing its little heart out and it blesses me.
One thing that I have noticed all too often and truthfully felt very annoyed by was the “trash” thrown out by people as they rode around town. It had a way of destroying my “happy” mood. One day I began to pick up the litter in my path and place the bag in the trashcan. Little by little the trash began to disappear. Now that I have picked up all the bits and pieces, I have an almost litter free area and I feel that it better represents the town that I take pride in. I grew up during an advertising campaign of “Don’t be a litter bug!” and I think that we need that campaign back in fashion.
Strolling through my neighborhood also releases endorphins that make me happy, peaceful and glad to be alive. By slowing down to observe nature and its beauty, we can enjoy a healthier lifestyle and appreciation of what is freely given to us on a daily basis.
Birdie of Mississippi is generally on the Obituary page and I wonder how many people that are printed on that page might wish that they had strolled more and had taken time to “Look at the birds of the air….” Matthew 6:26. My photos may be viewed & “LIKED” on Facebook, Instagram and Pinterest - “Birdie of Mississippi”.
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