When I went to put on my shoes for the walk, I found them laying on their sides by the door. They looked as if they were sleeping soundly, resting up for when I needed them. When I “woke them up” and put them on, they felt like two horses that were ready to take me for a ride.
I saw a tall tree that had all new shiny green leaves. The leaves seemed so excited to be out in the world, looking wondrously at everything, like school kids on first time field trip at the aquarium.
There was a morning dove sitting comfortably, up high on an electric wire. I thought about how the dove had no idea that it was sitting on an intensely powerful current of electricity. The dove had the attitude of, “Oh, I can see everything from up here.”
At different times I came upon tall, uncut grass. I noticed they had different personalities. One patch of grass, that was as tall as me, felt confident that it was as big as a tree. Another patch felt surly, like high school kids smoking across the street from their school. Still another was anxious, with the feeling of, “I don’t understand. Did they forget to cut us?”
There was a pair of quail walking ahead of me. Whenever one went one direction, the other immediately shifted to be with them. It felt like there was a glowing gold cord between them that always kept them connected.
I noticed the cracks on the asphalt and thought they must be like Grand Canyons to microscopic life forms.
When I passed a weather-beaten electricity pole that was next to trees equal to its height, I imagined the pole felt it was a tree. “Oh, yeah, I’m a tree. I’ve always been a tree. This is my forest.”
When I came upon a freshly mowed empty field that was surrounded by a fence, I fantasized that the field was thinking, “You know, I wish I had a horse walking around on me.”
I saw brightly colored flowers with their petals cupping upwards, and I thought they were mini-parachutes that were falling towards the sky.
There was a little yard library in someone’s front yard. If you haven’t seen one, they look like a mailbox, but are wider and have free books in them. Well, this one was cute, and painted with jellyfish on the side. I got all excited, thinking maybe there might be a fun book in their for me. But I discovered it was empty of books, and filled with spider webs, and I thought, “Oh, it’s like a bird house for spiders!”
I walked past an area where I remembered a tree had been cut down a year or so ago. There was a bald dirt patch where the tree used to be. Nothing was growing in that spot. I thought the ground was still in grief. I could relate to it since my dad died almost a month ago.
I came upon a Loquat tree. It had plenty of its sweet fruit hanging off its branches. Of course I stuffed my pocket with the Loquat fruit so I could eat them when I got home. On the was back, when I was coming downhill, one of the Loquat fruit escaped from my pocket and began to roll quickly ahead of me. It seemed like the Loquat fruit had little feet that were running as fast as they could to get away from me. The road ahead curved, and that fruit curved with the road, and then rolled off into the grass onto the side road. I left it there because I figured that’s where it really wanted to grow.