a walk in the park

A couple of days ago, the Commodore and I went to a state park about a half an hour away. It’s in the town where I grew up, so it’s nostalgic. Every year of elementary school we’d have a field trip here, to this place of ancient Indian mounds.

It was so delightful, in just every way. We walked the mile and a half loop; it was crisp and sunny outside. The trail loops around by the river and the waterfalls. So peaceful and serene. I wanted to go around again when we finished (again! again! again!) but the Commodore was ready for a sweet and hot bev, which was also quite nice.

A wonderful thing about little nature walks like this is the non-necessity of talking. You walk, surrounded by beauty, and can chat about whatever comes to mind, or point out cool things you see, or just walk through the gorgeousness in silence.

A gold star day.


4 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. ncmarg
    Dec 31, 2009 @ 17:06:03

    So sweet. It’s a gift to be able to be alone with one child when there are usually siblings competing for your time. Where are the Indian mounds? I grew up in the Finger Lakes region of Western New York, and we owned property that had an Indian Mound on it. Looked like the shape of a huge bee hive covered with grass. Some archaeologists wanted to dig, but my Dad wouldn’t allow it. He felt it was wrong to dig up sacred land. The Seneca Indians agreed and gave him some honor to show their appreciation.

  2. thisbumpyjourney
    Dec 31, 2009 @ 17:35:06

    Yes, it was so great to get some time alone with the Commodore. Rockinrolla had gone with my mom to visit my brother and his family, so this was a very special one on one with him for me. That’s so awesome that your dad protected the Indian mound. He deserved an honor for that.

    I added a link in the text to the park.

  3. Debra
    Jan 01, 2010 @ 08:45:16

    Beautiful photos!

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