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Healing woods

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The park overlooks Davis Lake, only a couple miles from my house!


Katie here. I noticed mama was sort of sad lately so I thought I should take things into my own paws. This morning, on this last day of the calendar summer, I told her not to turn on that stupid TV and instead I suggested we take a walk in the woods.

I bundled her into my chariot, and I let her drive, because you know my mama loves to drive, and we went over to a park not too far away. It’s a new park to me, but I’ve been reading mama’s blog when she’s sleeping, and I see that she’s been there a couple of times without me!

Let’s get going mama!

Well! I don’t know what she was thinking, but I guess I’ll forgive her now that she’s taken me to explore it myself.

I knew that once I got her into the woods she’d feel better, and she says it worked. She got all artsy, taking pictures of the wildflowers that are blooming, and the morning light shining through the trees.

Morning sun.

Mama says you can’t help but feel better when you’re out in nature. I let her take as long as she wanted, and we walked really slow up and down hills. She stopped a lot and that was fine with me, it let me get extra sniffing time. Win/win!

I had to wait for her a lot. That was OK with me.

The only thing I have to say is that when mama’s focused on her camera you should stay away from her feet because she actually stepped on me! I told her off and then I made sure to pay better attention to where she was.

The colors were beautiful!

Mostly we were in the shade, but we did explore down near the wetlands. The flowers were so pretty, all tangled up together. And see down in the lower right, that monarch butterfly? Mama was happy that she got him in the picture too.

So pretty!

Mostly she took pictures of stuff that is not me. I was OK with that this time. I figured she should do what she needed to do to put a smile on her face. I didn’t even argue much when she said we should turn around and head back to the car. The sun was higher and it was getting hot anyway.

Mama liked the shapes of the tree trunks too.

And now that I know about this park I’ll get her to take me again soon. Maybe after it gets a little cooler with a bit of a breeze to make my fur blow. I think that’s my best look.

I can look beautiful in any circumstance.

Oh…and remember that I’m supposed to tell you about our trip back from up north last week? Well, next time mama isn’t paying attention I’ll do that.

A girl has to be strategic, you know.

Such a pretty place.

Author: dawnkinster

I'm a long time banker having worked in banks since the age of 17. I took a break when I turned 50 and went back to school. I graduated right when the economy took a turn for the worst and after a year of library work found myself unemployed. I was lucky that my previous bank employer wanted me back. So here I am again, a long time banker. Change is hard.

11 thoughts on “Healing woods

  1. I need a walk in the woods too. Maybe I’ll just go jump in the lake instead.

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  2. Yes, Katie, your best look is when your fur blows. You are so funny. But you are good to your mama, and that matters a lot. Just don’t let her step on you again!

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  3. Sometimes mamas just need to be sad, Katie. Sounds like you were a faithful friend. Nature can be so healing…as well as having a friend who just lets us feel what we’re feeling.

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  4. Sounds like a lovely walk. Katie had the right idea. 🙂

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  5. Katie, you’re such a GOOD girl — a Sheltie always knows what her/his mama needs most!!

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  6. Shelties know everything! You sure are a beauty with your hair blowing:)

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