Across the road, down the sand-filled steps, and onto the beach. Faint, predawn light lifted above the ocean horizon. Shucking my sandals, I pushed my bare feet into the night cooled sand and walked down the beach until I found a promising spot halfway between the dunes and the shoreline. Setting up my camp chair, I sat down, pulled out my notebook, ready to begin an hour-long, sunrise sit spot. I tried to write down my initial impressions, but it…
Facing a number of unknowns, I found myself searching for an encouraging sign. Having departed before sunrise, I was on my way to Forestburgh, NY to meet Benita for a shared sit spot. The first and most pressing unknown was finding her house and then arriving on time. So far, my trusty GPS was guiding me accurately and predicted an on-time arrival. The second unknown was finding a suitable location for our planned hour-long nature sit spot. Usually when trying…
My self-prescribed assignment was to pay attention to nature as I walked to the beaver pond where I planned to conduct an hour long sit spot. I needed this. I felt strangely depleted. Nothing life threatening bearing down, but just a lot of different, mostly good, things to get done; morning and afternoon webinars to deliver over the next two days, clinical case reports to proof and edit, road construction and tree removal bids for the borough to review, and…