There’s no time like the present to reinstate a Sunday routine. Now that things are winding down at work and hours are shortened for Sundays, M and I have decided to reinstate our weekly nature walks. For quite some time M has been mentioning the ‘Forks of the Credit’ – located between Brampton and Orangeville, and quite close to the Bruce Trail. We headed out directly after closing!
There is no better way of blowing off steam than a leisurely walk in and amongst Nature. It took us roughly an hour to get there [after stopping off for a quick bite!] and I was surprised at the number of cars parked along the county concession at the trial’s entrance. We passed four or five groups of people, before venturing off onto one of the more woodsy pathways – a favourite for both of us!
There is a distinct smell associated with Fall, one might call it a sweet decay – the moldiness of fallen leaves, the pungent smell of water – it only catches my attention this time of year and it was definitely prevalent during the woodsier part of our walk.
The sound of gurgling water was mesmerizing, especially during those brief moments when the ‘tone’ seemed to deepen, as though a deeper resonance had suddenly surfaced from beneath the churning water. I could easily imagine waking and falling asleep every day to a similar sound.
It was a great way to reinstate a weekly adventure – a way to step away from the fast paced world of eking out a living, and instead, basking in the glory that lay all around us. I enjoy these ‘reality adjustments’ immensely! Where oh where will next Sunday take us! Stay tuned!