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Monday, August 22, 2011

Finding Beauty in the Pits

Because I'm so fortunate to live right on the Mediterranean, it's understandably easy to find many beautiful spots to go to for my morning walk. My preferred place is the beach, early, when there is no one, except for the occasional fisherman or dog walker. However, close as it is, it entails an extra 15 minutes walking there and back, or 4 minutes by car there and back, so when I'm in a hurry, I choose another route.

Again, lots to choose from, but the closest, the quickest, the one that will allow me to take my walk and be done in a most time-efficient manner (if that is an issue on the day in question) is one that takes me through a road closed off to traffic, where the weeds have been allowed to grow over the side-walk, so it is no longer visible at all, they are even beginning to encroach on the actual pavement of the street. It's also the favorite walking spot for all the dog lovers of the area, who then allow their pets to defecate and don't pick up after them. The area gets cleaned about once a year by the municipality, so you can imagine the amount of stuff that accumulates from all these pets and their not-so-considerate owners...

However - and this is the point of my post - I notice that each time I walk there (when, as said, I am short of time and can't get to the beach) - while I almost always begin by noticing the debris left there by these owners of the innocent pets, I almost immediately switch to seeing all the other wonderful things that are also there.

I see the white-tailed jackrabbits that jump impossibly high, hurrying from who knows what activity on the manicured golf course across this road in an anxious attempt to get away from my curious eyes to hide in the tree-lined and bushy area on the other side where I can hear them scurrying for many long seconds.

I also see that golf course, of course, slightly in the distance, always immaculate - and while I have no interest whatsoever in the sport - I absolutely love the pristine beauty of the courses, a balsam to the eye when it has been strained from looking at the sun. And at that early hour of the morning, no one is on it yet, save the gardeners, so there is total peace and silence.

Sometimes I am startled into stopping my rather fast powerwalk pace due to the unexpected sight of a breath-taking wildflower at the side of the unkempt road. How grand nature is, I think, and give thanks for such beauty in my morning, knowing full well that the next time I pass through here, even if it's only a question of a few days, the flower will most likely have withered and died. But it served its purpose: to be beautiful and to remind those of us who were able to appreciate it, that beauty is precious.

I always find these occasional walks on that horrid road illuminating. They remind me that beauty exists everywhere, and that it does depend on what we choose to see and hence, what we can feel gratitude for. What are you seeing?

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