today it snowed, and in such cases i am always torn: stay in and watch the gorgeous fluffy stuff pile up while drinking coffee and bailey's, or go out and walk in the cold white stuff. or both.
i went out. the nature trail is no longer maintained, and there are big cement blocks across the entrance that say S-T-O-P-! in fluorescent orange spray paint. while at first i was appalled, this is not necessarily a bad thing...while there may no longer be bridges, there is a distinctly more nature-y feel to the nature trail when the paths are a little overgrown.
i spent so much time on the nature trail in my first two years in this little town, and a bit less every year since. back then, i knew what i needed to feel sane/happy, and i did it. it's funny how being 'busy' can clutter everything up so much, mentally, that we forget what gets us through, what makes us tick. being in the woods does something very real for me, something that i don't even know if i want to name. the mystery is enough.
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