Tuesday, November 17, 2015
A nice Wander
I like a nice aimless wander about. This likely started when I was home on the farm as a teenager. After school there was not much around, I would walk down through the big field, along the edge by the trees to the woods, then along the edge of the trees to the pond, looking to see what was happening, what was growing, what was decomposing in the underbrush. It was a pleasant way to spend an hour. I went through a couple of decades of being so driven that even a walk in the park had an agenda and goal. Over the past few years I have mellowed out, slowed down, back to a enjoying a wonder just for the awe and wonder of what I might see.
The park above looks like a nice place to wonder, it is in the center of Paris, no I am not sure which park.