By “place” I mean, the spot in town that makes you relax, that sort of calms your nerves. You know, the book shop, the park, the café, the edge with a view, Tiffany’s (lol), whatever it may be. For me it’s anywhere near the woods. I don’t go and have in mind, “this place is going to make me feel better”. I just go for the sake of going somewhere different with the family and every single time, it hits me that I feel so much better. I can take really deep breaths, my heart rate is slowed, my mind stops racing, and I feel a sense of peace. For the first time in weeks I feel centered. Who knew some old trees could do that? Or maybe it was the fresh air.
Anyway, if you have a place like that, and haven’t been in a while, this is probably a good time of year to make the time.
Yesterday on Thanksgiving Day we went to a place called Peaks of Otter. Here’s one of the peaks (called Sharp Top, I believe):
There is a lake: (and me being weighed down by my chock-full-of-diabetes-stuff purse)
The kids wondered why no one answered the door at an inn built in the early 1800’s:
We walked over bridges:
We found out Henri loves to jog. He kept this up for 20 minutes at a really steady pace for a two year old. I know, because I got winded jogging alongside of him.
Aurora found a rock she really liked:
And a stick:
We got really close to a beautiful blue heron:
Proof that we did:
I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving and I hope you have a relaxing weekend. Don’t forget to take care of yourself :)