After sitting at the laptop all day, I decided to take a walk with who else, Tuckie.
We headed out into the mucky humidity because I really needed to walk. The park smelled the musky smell of weeds and the fragrant smell of flowers The sounds of the water flowing and birds singing finally relaxing my soul. 🌾🌿⚘
For no reason other than I cannot shut off the negativity in my brain that easily, Because it was so gray and the air so close, I began thinking about lurking coyotes or foxes and exactly what I would do to protect Tuckie and myself. All the talk in the news of these animals attacking, had me imagining the worse.
Luckily, I was distracted by a man sitting crossed legged, meditating on a park bench. Seeing another human being grounded me again. But many people weren’t walking due to the impending rain.
It began to drizzle, then rain and then downpour. I loved it. It was so freeing reminding me of my younger years when rain would not put a damper on a walk with friends. The time when you are so carefree, you don’t give a damn. I watched as the drops polka dotted my shirt and then covered my shirt until there was not a dry spot.
I finally made it back to the car swinging the leash and skipping (ok not really) bug it felt like I was. I was relaxed and happier than when I began. Tuckie, not so much. This Doxie doesn’t like the rain.
Tucks a little vain!😎