Day 69 — Autumn Joy

It's going to rain this afternoon, according to the weather network, so I went for a walk alone this morning. I could see the sun was shining through the few clouds outside, calling me to come and join them. Who knows how long this beautiful weather will last, before winter's icy fingers will reach down, painting this all white?

I put on a favourite podcast, and set out towards the Brickworks, on a favourite walk of mine. The sun was warm, the colours were glorious, the smell of the decaying leaves was soothing. For a little while, after about half an hour, it started to spit rain, and I wondered if I would get wet. I kept on, and it subsided, the sun coming out again. I walked along the sidewalks, down rocky paths, over grassy bits. At one point a fallen tree had been cut into chunks and set next to the path. I walked along them, as well. It was fun to feel them roll under my feet as I tried to stay upright. Sometimes I won. Sometimes the log did. I tried to hang on branches (although there really weren't that many of a good size and height), and I'm sure people were talking about me, wondering what I was doing, but I didn't really care.

I walked further than I normally do, and stopped along the way to take photos, to smell flowers, to collect some stones, to squat and look at things. It was a joyful walk today.