The Owl

I enjoy walking on our land. Walking through single track trails in the hardwoods, then entering into beautiful wide trails in the pine forest. Up and down a few small hills, brings me to a small pond. Bordering the very back of our land is marsh and bogs.

Yesterday as I was walking, I stirred a couple white tailed deer. I spotted their upturned tails as they ran from me. As I walked down the hill towards our pond, an owl flew down in front of me then way up to the top of a large pine. So pretty! I was amazed at how quietly he flew, with just the slightest swishing sound. Being in the stillness of the woods allowed me to hear this.

It is March, 2022, we have all seen the horrific invasion of Ukraine by Russia. It is beyond my imagination the terror of hearing gun shots and bombs constantly throughout the day. Oh, how blessed am I to hear the wings of an owl, to be able to walk in a calm and peaceful environment. Even in the depths of winter, my eyes are filled with different colors and textures. The trails covered in rust pine needles, the dead hardwood leaves add browns, tans and make a varying design. If I lift my eyes, the sky is bright blue with the green pine needles against it.

Nothing is as beautiful as God’s creation.  Walking is healthy for your physical body. Being outside in nature is healthy for your soul.  Please, Don’t Live Old.