There’s nothing like the fresh glow of the natural world in the morning. In those few hours after sunrise the environment seems the most enchanted with everything shaking off its slumber.
The beauty of the world as the sun sets and rises is the best thing about being alive in my opinion. It seems sad that it has become a novelty to experience, as our modern society conspires to take us away from nature, keeping us busy with indoor jobs and distracted with entertainment.
Morning strolls are invigorating, refreshing and the best way to start the day. If you’re feeling down or in a rut, now is a good time to get into the habit of going for a walk in the mornings on a local trail, to breathe in the fresh spring air and see the magic of wildlife in this stage of growth. It might give you a fresh perspective on things and help to evaluate what is important. It’s kind of like meditating for people that don’t like meditating, in a yoga way. (Like me, I just don’t buy into the concept of sitting indoors with your eyes closed as a spiritual practice).
As the mornings are becoming milder, my sister and I decided to get up early and take her dog to the Cobourg Conservation area, where it is lush with growth at this time.
This, I’m quite sure, is Dogwood (Red Osier), just starting to push out its young leaves this season. If I’m not mistaken, this shrub will bloom with some small white flowers soon. In the winter, people like to use the bare red branches to make wreathes and baskets.
There’s always something new to notice if you open your eyes to the natural environment. For example, I never knew that some shrubs have growths on them that look like pinecones.
And the piece de resistance of the Conservation area at this time are the Ostrich Ferns. The way they glow in morning or the evening is something that strikes your soul with beauty. Or maybe I’m just overly sentimental about these things.
It’s especially neat to watch them over a few days and observe them unravel. When they are young, they are fiddleheads, the vegetable that we are most familiar with. Many people may not know that fiddleheads are only harvested from the wild. You can still see some in their young fiddlehead stage in this picture.
It’s seems crazy to me that all this beauty is happening around us and most of us do not have the time to behold it. There’s so many things to learn about the environment where we live. Many of us aren’t even aware that plants go through different stages in which they look completely different. Everything sprouts, grows, buds leaves, sometimes blooms flowers then produces fruit or berries, and then dies or sleeps, and then it starts all over again. It all happens really slowly, so it’s not immediately gratifying to learn, but it is a process. This is how going to the same natural spot often doesn’t need to be boring as things are always transforming, always something new to observe.
Sometimes I feel bad for having ignored Mother Nature for so long. I worked in the food and beverage industry for 10 years, a line of work where your body is never in tune with the natural solar cycle. But there’s no sense in regretting the path that it takes for one to get to where they are now. That sounds very cliche, but it was one of those moments where the cliche was very lucid and hit me as sincere.
And here are some cliche pictures. Once again, very sincerely joyful nonetheless.
Feeling the sun in the morning is bliss.
Hope you’re all having a beautiful Spring so far.