A hailstorm engulfed the woods.
I walked, partially sheltered by
the bare branches,
cocooned, warm in my coat as
the hailstones drummed on my head.
It passed over, the last balls of ice
bounced off my hair as
I put my hood down.
I emerged into sunshine,
a cool fresh breeze,
and contentment.
You can always find contentment if you walk far enough!
Life in the Fresh Air 
Was in the Lakes this weekend. This is exactly how it was. 🙂
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It’s hailing again now, rattling on the windows!
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I love walking in the forest under “inclement” conditions, including night. Folks miss half the reality of earth by avoiding them.
“You can always find contentment if you walk far enough!”
There’s a great statement I’ll sort of enshrine as “scriptural.”
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I love being out at night too, though I don’t do it very often. I have to remind myself to get off the sofa and get under the stars!
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