(One of the posts I wrote on my Swell 24.7 blog in my previous life as a gift store owner in the busy tourist town of Provincetown on Cape Cod; posts that are grouped here under the category What Else Is Swell?, and are generally about life in Provincetown, life as a retailer, our fabulous dog Jack who sat outside the store for well over a decade, and other random things that grabbed me at the time.)
Jack and I had such a great walk in the forest at Clapp's Pond yesterday. It's a place I like to go when the beach is too windy because the trees provide shelter. In the summer there are too many ticks in all the foliage, and in the winter it is a hard walk if it has snowed a lot because it takes so long to melt there and it gets really icy. But at this time of year it is perfect. All the new growth is starting to bud and the bare tree branches are begining to look full again. The occasional white flower or deep red shoot of some interesting foliage punctuates the overall chartreuse hue throughout the forest. (And lets face it, there's nothing like a good hue of chartreuse in any woodsy type situation.)
And if I didn't have Jack I'm positive I wouldn't have gone there yesterday; I had way too much work to do to take the time, and I had worked very late the night before so I felt I was much too tired to exert the energy. But Jack needed a good walk (especially since he can't run with me any more) and Nick is out of town so, off we went.
And it was quiet and peaceful and beautiful, and it woke me up and even though I got to work much later than I wanted I did feel a lot more refreshed. And it made me so grateful (for the hundred millionth time since we adopted him) that I have such an awesome dog who gets me out of the house/store/office and who, despite his very advanced years, still enjoys nothing more than a walk in the woods with someone who loves him.