Walk with Mother Nature

plum tree blossom, canon digital rebel xt

Towards the end of our time in Canada, Carsten, Jon-Erik (his brother) and I went on a long leisurely walk around the Kroon homestead. Their house where they were raised sits on about 10 acres of land. On this land there is a peaceful pond snuggled in between blankets of green grass. Surrounding the pond are whimsical, wispy willow trees and blossoming plum trees. I watched the willow trees throughout my time there. I watched them gently sway back and forth in the breeze while their yellowish flowery branches swirled softly like a ballerina's arms. During the dance, I could hear the rustling of leaves and the sweet hum of life in the air.

Behind the house lies a bridge over a creek which leads to a dock that sits on a river. Here is where my husband hung a hammock on weathered wooden posts many of days in his youth to read a book or to simply fall asleep to birds singing and water rippling. Here is where the family gathers to sip tea in the cool crisp morning or to gaze at the stars and the moonlight dancing on the water. Here is where the three of us communed together after a few hours of paying attention to Mother Nature on our walk, showing our gratitude for Her lovely gifts.

During the walk, I stayed behind the boys, knowing they needed this time to bond and knowing I needed this time to slowly absorb what was new to me and familiar to them. I stopped many times as they walked ahead to capture the beauty with my camera. I will share my pictures with you as the days go by...of all the treasures I found. It was fun to hear how when they spoke to one another, it always started with..."oh, little brother..." or..."so, big brother".

Ahhh...the bohemian city boy and the hippie country boy:

Carsten, Sweet Doggie & Jon-Erik

Jon-Erik's sweet dog joined us. The remarkable story about this dog, I will share yet another day.

Until then...be inspired to take a walk with Mother Nature.