Solitude and Unexpected Beauty

collection of heart-shaped rocks

collection of heart-shaped rocks

Last week after the winds and before the torrential rains I took a hike up Westridge.  On a whim, I went by myself and I’m so glad because it was gorgeous, clear and quite.  It does something for your soul to be out in an expansive natural environment.  For a few hours I replaced the onslaught of ringing phones, questions and requests with the buzz of insects and twitter of birds.  I visited a collective shrine of sorts that my friend, Ania, had showed me.  I was pleased that the collection of heart-shaped rocks had grown.  I added a tiny white heart (it’s the one winking on the bottom of the image). Every time I go on a hike I think “Why don’t I do this more often?”  I hope this year I won’t have to ask myself that anymore.

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