On a summer's day, I was walking along Coxwell Avenue. There was a long stretch of grass and a small area which I never seen before. Midway down the street under the path was a pipe that emptied onto the ground. I heard a noise and stopped to see what was busily working there. I saw a groundhog drinking water. I quietly crouched down low so that I didn’t frighten it. It had no care in the world while it enjoyed the water and lifted its head once or twice. It was completely peaceful until someone walked by me. The groundhog ran for cover and I walked away.
I continued on my journey to the lake. At the foot of Coxwell Avenue there was a small water area for boats to dock. In the middle was a swan. I kneeled by the rocks and whispered to the swan to come to me. I’m not sure what I was thinking because it swam closer and then I remember that swans like their personal space and can get angry. I said, “I don’t have anything for you I just wanted to look at you.” It probably didn’t even hear me but it stopped and plunged its head in the water. I was extremely close to the swan and I observed it. How awesome to be near a bird that wasn’t afraid of me? The swan finally swam away and I bid it farewell.
How could my walk top that experience? Well, I decided to wander to the sandy beach. I walked barefoot on the hot sand. Ouch, ouch, okay, I was hopping across the sand. I stopped at the edge of the water and squished my toes in the wet sand. The water rolled over the tops of my toes and then my feet. It was refreshing to feel the cool water. I started kicking the mud up and out towards the water each time the waves covered my feet with soothing mud. I tossed my shoes behind me and rolled up my jeans to my knees.
I splashed and jumped in the waves. Then I leaned over and dipped my fuzzy, curly hair in the water. I flipped it and water dripped down my back. It was colder on my neck then on my feet. There were a few clouds in the sky and they seemed to dance infront of the sun but never for too long. Within moments, I watched seagulls catch small fish in the shallow waters. Little insects were swarming in varies areas along the edge of the water.
I raised my arms in the air pretending to soar with the seagulls. They seemed to fly over my head and I sang to them. They sang back. I felt the pebbles under my feet and I pushed them aside as I dug my feet into the sand under the water. I wanted to feel earth, air and water at the same time. Children on the beach were throwing pebbles and skipping stones. Dogs were off leash and running across the edge of the water. Some dogs came up to smell my hands before passing me. I continued to play within the elements of the day’s sun. The gentle wind pushed the waves further on to the beach.
I had my full and decided it was time to head home. I came out of the water and wiped my feet with my hands. I finally put my shoes on. I rolled my jeans down and walked toward the boardwalk. Along the boardwalk are a number of large trees and I slowly passed them touching their bark while thanking them for the shade.
I stopped on the grass and stayed for a few minutes longer. I felt an urge to dance, to freely jump, turn and glide on the ground. My time was not up I could still enjoy nature. Every squirrel seemed to stop and look. The birds seemed to notice as I continued to dance. I needed to have a drink and I finished my bottle of water. It WAS time for me to go. Afterwards, I jumped on the bus. My visit with nature was over until next time.