Monday, October 28, 2013

hunting and gathering

The past couple of days I was able to spend some time in the country & the woods enjoying this fall season. As we were hiking today I thought back to some of the first memories I have of hiking. It was the early 60s and I was 6 or 7. We lived in St. Louis but at the end of our street once you crossed the road was a woods and my dad would take me there on little walks through the trees.  I loved it because I wanted to find the prettiest leaves, rocks and acorns as my pockets and hands would hold. It was special time with my dad. The more I reminisced I realized there were other hunting and gathering walks we went on together as I grew up. In Colorado or Minnesota on camping trips we searched cold streams for agates. They were hard to find but worth the hunt! Beautiful rocks with lined patterns and swirls in pretty colors. Trodding through damp woods in Illinois we searched with my uncle for morel mushrooms which my aunt would bread and fry for dinner~delicious!

Then there were long morning walks on the beach, coffee or apple in hand searching for sand dollars and shells on the gulf coast of Florida. These were all walks that meant a lot to me, not just for the gathering of the perfect piece of seaglass or unbroken sand dollar but more the time with my dad. There may not have been lots of conversation but quiet time walking next to each other was just as memorable.


And so it continues today, picking up leaves, gathering dried stalks to decorate my home for this season; so much beauty at every turn.
















~Katie Daisy~


Everybody needs beauty as well as bread, places to play in and pray in, where nature may heal and give strength to body and soul.  ~John Muir