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Let’s Take a Walk

Autumn is my favorite time of year. The foliage changing colors brings me closer to nature. I want to sit in the woods, listen to the rustling leaves swirl, and smell the musty scent of moss floating from the log behind me.

A two-minute walk to the park next to my house.
A two-minute walk to the park next to my house.

For today’s Freedom Friday, would you take a walk with me? It won’t be long. I just would like to show you my neighborhood. Maybe even make you feel what I feel when I look at nature the way I do.

Living in farm country affords me time away from the big city. Not only do I take frequent walks in and around our neighborhood, but I also slip into the woods every so often to enjoy the silence away from it all.

Path leading to the woods.
Path leading to the woods.
Entrance to the woods.
Entrance to the woods.

Our first stop is the park next to my home. Every year at this time, it bursts with color. The mornings are as if someone had taken several buckets of paint and splashed them on all the trees. Yellows are like pots of gold. Reds are deep and rich. Why not? Maple trees line the perimeter of the park and invite the stranger to visit the inner sanctuary.

The woods begin at the park and continue for a mile in all directions, cutting across a street until it reaches the farms. I’ve strolled the distance many times, getting lost in its winding trails. The crunch under my feet stops me from going further. I look around and see trees surrounding me. They are tall and strong. The squirrels are gathering food for the winter. The birds have long left the area, searching for warmer climes, escaping the coming winter.

I turn east and head for the stream, which resides at the other side of the street. Other than the gentle breeze caressing my skin, the rushing water breaks the peace and makes my mind wander.

The woods.
The woods.
Looking high above between the trees.
Looking high above between the trees.

I wonder what it was like a hundred years ago, during the times when the colonialists settled the area. Was there ever a person who sat in the exact spot I am sitting, thinking about the coming winter, dreaming about a hot drink by the open fire? Had anyone lived there who came fishing here in the summer, craving for a good catch to bring home to the family for the evening’s meal? I’m sure there was. How could there not?

Then I see more leaves float from the branches, creating a bed for the chipmunks scampering about below. It’s nice here. The tree limbs overhead provide a comfortable roof. Thankfully, it doesn’t feel like it will rain. I can tell when that happens. The animals disappear, the air tightens and a certain smell hovers over everything until the first drop hits the ground.

It’s getting late. I head back wondering what I will have to eat. The other night my wife made fresh baked bread. Oh, how I would love that again. The sweet aroma is hard to resist. After a long walk, it also makes my house feel like home.

Home. What a beautiful word. Calming. Peaceful. Happy. Home.

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What is your neighborhood like? Do you live where you can stroll in the open country?


Jack Flacco is an author and the founder of Looking to God Ministries, an organization dedicated to spreading the Word of God through outreach programs, literature and preaching.

15 thoughts on “Let’s Take a Walk

  1. Great time of year for colourful walks. I need to drive a distance to find somewhere decent to walk, but canal towpaths have a been a favourite haunt for several years now. British canals flow through some stunning countryside.

  2. Seems like a gorgeous walk. I currently live in Provo, UT (which, presently, is zombie free), but am from Southern California, so watching the leaves change on the trees on the mountain side is really beautiful and fun.

      1. The Californian in me would like to clarify I live in Provo while going to school. It’s a good place, and I like it, and wouldn’t mind staying after I finish school, but I’m still a Southern Californian at heart.
        (There’s a silly rivalry between Utah and California)

  3. The wifey and I (and now an adopted 14 year old), like to walk around our Hamlet (pop. 77)as it is quiet and peaceful. It is not abundant in natural beauty though. That is one of the reasons I took up geocaching(.com). I have travelled our province and have seen such beauty as I wouldn’t have otherwise. The Badlands, the Handhills and it’s forever view, the river valley, but … my favorite is the foothills west of Calgary. Abundant paths, trees and the most spectacular view, the mountains.
    Thank you for the photos, very nice indeed !

  4. Thank you, Jack, for this post. A kindred spirit I find in you. Being in the depths of nature is where I find my church and worship center. When I am in desperate need of a “Gratitude” adjustment that is where I go. Well not exactly your wooded area but out in the community flower gardens or in the woodlands where I live. I have been working pretty hard at growing my YouTube channel and all the social media things that I have lost my center. Thank you, very much, for this “Gratitude” adjustment.

  5. Reblogged this on thepageofdaniel and commented:
    I am in a small town in the metro – Nashville TN area, rather small than the town of my birth, but a reasonable balance between rural / small town America with Civil War history & 21st century America.
    It took time to acclimate to a smaller town, but I have come to like this area.

  6. Looks like a great place for walks. I live in suburbia, but the development isn’t too bad to walk around. There’s a large park nearby too, but it’s a lot of playgrounds, baseball/soccer fields, and now a bunch of development. So it isn’t as nature-y as it used to be.

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