Figured this post would fit best here. I've been so happy that it is finally winter proper here and all the coniferous trees and nature finally gets at least some of the winter they need to survive.
There's been an incredible frost for some days now. Been on my daily hikes in the nearby trail and it's so incredibly silent there, everything but some birds hunkering down against the cold. Walking there alone always makes me think of how easy it is to think of nature as sacred.
Tension just melts from my shoulders when I walk into a forest, it feels like an embrace.
Sun kissed tree tops
Frost covered spruce trees on a hillside
A view from a raised peat bog towards a frozen lake close to sunset
Sunset from a trail on a hill
"At the end of my walkie I took a lift to my flat."
In British English this describes a normal, peaceful day.
In American English this describes an extremely stressful day.
Thankfully I'm neither terf islander nor burgerlander so to me walkies is just
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