In every season. But you prefer it in the sunshine; the cold wind doesn’t suit you.
It matters to you to get outside a little every day and keep moving.
The loop around the pond has become a ritual. “Shall we do the short round or the long one? Oh, come on, the long one—we have time.”
Often, we talk through heavier things while walking, because the conversation flows more easily. So much so, that when I suggest an innocent walk, you sometimes grow a little suspicious: is there something bad to share?
Sometimes it isn’t about talking at all, but about noticing what has changed in this familiar landscape since our last walk together. A kind of mindfulness practice. Has a tree begun to bud yet? Has the pond been drained? Are the swans nesting again? How many cygnets are there this year?
Even though you’ve probably walked the same path hundreds of times, you always have a sense of wonder for the small things, finding joy in recognition, in seeing them again, in the natural world.
Written by Lisi Sperber
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