Wild turkey and deer darted and foraged between the houses, in the gardens and among the trees.
I took a walking adventure, just heading uphill and moseying along without a plan... Listening to a random variety of music on the iphone, wandering until coming upon a wild grassy field perfect for laying on my back, gazing at the sky, and daydreaming. Such grounding there is in making physical contact with the earth where grass and wild weeds grow. Rested and refreshed, I got up again and walked until my phone battery was dead, and eventually came home. It was four miles.
Rain may fall tonight, in which case dry fields for daydreaming will no longer exist. We do need the rain. But we need daydreams too.
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