The walking paths in my neighborhood give me an everchanging view of the seasons and on one of my walks this weekend, it was obvious that there was a just a hint of this change happening. There was a difference to the light as it was shining through the trees; not nearly as bright and harsh. There were leaves beginning to litter the path, just the beginning of many more to come.
If I looked closely, there were new sights to see in the woods. Probably poisioneous, but pretty still the same. Red leaves are the first sign of fall beauty to come.
One of my favorite things about walking is the chance to see the seasons change. The light changes, just as the foliage does. From the lush growth of the summer, my walks will be moving into the beauty of the ever changing colors of fall. Then comes the starkness of the winter trees and the snow swirling around me as I walk in the early falling twilight. There is always something new to see and experience on these paths through the woods. There is time to think quiet thoughts and notice the small and different.
Walking is a part of my life now and it keeps me centered and calm. It is a chance to experience the beauty of nature everyday and notice those small changes, that I would otherwise miss. It is a small part of my day, but has become the best part of my day. All seasons, all weather, walking has become a big part of my life.