I’m normally not a cranky person. Sure, I can have my moments but getting up in the morning doesn’t usually make me lose my bubbly. This morning, however, I got a little whiny. I was up all night with a sick child and the morning seemed tougher than usual. I went to work looking like a Picasso and planned on bailing early to go home for a nap.
Lunch time came around I was still feeling like my right eye was the size of my ear and my nose was a little left of centre when I heard someone say, “It’s beautiful out!”. I decided right then and there that I needed some fresh air.
There’s a neighbourhood behind the business park where I work where I love to walk. There aren’t super fancy houses but pleasant ones with large lots and mature trees. After the big snowfall we’d had the day before, everything was covered in a clean, crisp white blanket. As soon as I stepped onto a snow-filled side street, my heart felt lighter and my facial features seemed to dance back into place.
I heard a Pileated Woodpecker in some tall trees and walked over to see if I could find it. I didn’t see him but that’s when I notice how lovely these bent branches looked trimmed in snow.
After about a 40 minute walk, I made my way back to the office and felt much happier and more energized for the rest of the afternoon. Nothing like a little fresh air to set things straight.