Recently I spent some time exploring the open countryside around around me like spending time just watching and reflecting a woodland stream listening to the sounds no just of the stream but also of the wind rustling the trees and the wildlife.
I got really close to a big grey squirrel and spent a good ten minutes watching him hunt for nuts, dashing about, making big holes to put them in as he watched for predictors.
Fortunately for me I'd merged myself in the nearby fence ensuring I couldn't be easily seen so I was able to observe him at play.
I also observed with the relatively mild conditions, the Pussy Willow had already come out while 'playing' in the local wood, getting interactive with the trees surrounded by a carpet of crisp leaves.
As well I spent ages listening to birdsong coming up from a big nest in a tree as yet other birds flew over in a v shaped formation.
I just feel so alive engaging with my inner cub.
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