We live in a fast paced world and I know myself, I can get caught up in the routine of work home, work home without ever taking a breather. It seems that there is only limited time each day to get the things that are ‘important’ done and very little time for anything else.
I remember when i was around 10 to 12 years old and I would ride my bike around my suburb for hours and hours exploring the world around me, making up games like treasure hunting. I would find little paths that would lead me to wooden bridges that went over drains, underpasses with hidden treasures amongst the rocks, dirt roads trailing to bushland.
On and on I would ride, stopping at a spot that caught my attention to look around or find a space to sit and take in everything around me.
I didn't have a phone or a watch to tell me when it was time to leave and yet somehow I always made my way home before it got too dark.
I hadn't done anything like that for years, perhaps since I got my drivers licence and suddenly I didn’t NEED to walk anywhere, even to the corner shop at the end of our street.
But last Sunday, I had this sudden urge to go outside and take photos and all the memories started flooding back.
Breathing in the cool air, the sun beaming down warming me internally while I got my camera ready for the shot, the blue sky above me and the sound of the dry grass crunching as I walked.
(WHY HAD IT TAKEN ME SO LONG TO DO THIS AGAIN?)
I didn't need my car to take me to some special destination hours away from home.
The beauty of nature is all around us and if we stop, breathe and look around, we may be surprised at what we find.