I’ve always loved “adventures”, even if just small ones to little parks or new restaurants. Thinking back, I can remember trips from our home in Central Florida to head to the mountains. The feeling of driving on roads in higher elevation and looking out to see clouds so close has stayed with me for life. The outdoors call to me and as the city closes in on the Orlando area, I feel that call even stronger. Elevations make me happy and something about the wild, the massive trees and babbling streams and powerful waterfalls brings me to home in my soul.
The city leaves me feeling caged and exhausted. So, to escape it while I still live here, I have taken to heading back into the little parks I love or finding new little adventures to ease my wanderlust.
Last weekend I went to the nicest park in the area, a place I’ve known my whole life. A place filled with memories of my grandma, my mom, my childhood. A place I’ve made sweet memories with the man I love. A place I’ve wandered alone, just spending time with my thoughts and in more recent years, having conversations with nature. My grandma passed away in 2006 and a few years later we planted a tree at this park to remember my grandparents. As long as I live here, I will go visit and see their tree.
The rose garden is currently cut back in preparation for amazing spring blooms, however the camellias and azaleas are in full bloom. The bees and butterflies were flitting around. For a brief span of time it was a private wonderland with hardly anyone around, my own sanctuary of nature in the middle of a bustling city.
As I walked into the rose garden and looked at the pruned back stalks, I thought about the growth process. Pruning is required in many parts of nature to help create healthy and beautiful plants or trees. Just the right amount of pruning though, if you go to far it can damage the plant. Thinking about our lives, we humans often need to prune or go through phases of growth to attain optimal results. It’s rarely easy or comfortable and we tend to avoid discomfort, often keeping us from realizing our true potential. How many lessons for life exist in nature? I have a feeling I will never see all the lessons, no matter how much time I spend in the outdoors. That’s part of the joy, part of the adventure for me… there’s always something new to discover… a new flower blooming, a dormant tree covering itself in green for springs, a lesson about life that becomes clearer. I love the discovery as I get lost in the trees, under the magnificent sky!
To wrap this rambling post, here are some of my favorite photos from last weekend. More visits coming soon just to check the regrowth of the roses and see the splendor that spring brings!