A little winding trail
Most of the time when you're out on some hike or another, you tend to pass by things to reach the next destination. It may be a few miles or many. I was walking past something which I normally wouldn't have bothered about. However, it was one of those treks which wasn't important or long, so stopped and looked at a small path leading into some trees. Normally they are a waste of time.
Initially a quick look was taken with a step inside and I turned to leave because it appeared to go nowhere. I suppose my curiousity got the better of me and a peek around a bush revealed a small trail leading off into some woods, so it seemed like a good idea to see where it led to.
Walking down unknown ways is something I've done since I was 4 years old. It was a nice spring day and there was no rush. A calm meander began to take place, not difficult to do because this wee path wound all over the place.
A number of times I stopped and soaked in the ambience of the area. Even though the trees were not fully leafed, silence prevailed. I could hear nothing, considering the location, but the rustle of the bush in a slight breeze and some birdsong. A line from a poem came to mind, "What is this life if full of care, we have no time to stand and stare."
This trail is little, probably about half a mile or so. People do walk it, but not many, otherwise it wouldn't be there. It's nice, quiet and that's the way it should stay.
I really liked the short ramble, but not sure I'd be able to find it again.
Jun 27, 2021
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