February 10th and warm with a sky the color of wood ash, Tawnya and I loaded the dogs into the van and headed out to Symbiosis for a romp. First time out there, with a lot to like, such as the pond with an upside-down row boat on the shore, plank bridges back and forth across the rolling switchback creek, and three sided poetry boxes mounted on 4×4 posts. It is hard to keep myself indoors when it gets up to 50 degrees, even if it is threatening rain. A few drops asperged the windshield on the way back, but nothing to worry about.
Yes, it is hard to stay inside when a stack of research books arrives at your front door at the end of the week with titles like “Your Brain on Nature” by Selhub and Logan, “The Nature Principle” and ohmygosh “Last Child in the Woods” by Louv. Richard Louv is a modern day Aldo Leopold. My dilemma was that I could sit in the house reading my research and listening to the tock-tock-tocking of the “Made in China” wall clock and sipping coffee, or I could do what the books were saying and hit the trail.
So I took turned the page and kept reading. Tock. Tock. Not.
I’ll take a walk in the woods any time of year. I used to camp in the woods in all four seasons, so muddy boots in February and the like aren’t bothersome to me at all. Fact is, I prefer a carpet of northern hardwood leaves to just about anything you can lay down in a house.