In the words of Chitunga, "It really is beautiful there." Indeed, it is.
Very thankful to Ranger Kristin for coming out to welcome us to the park. We did the waterfall trail beyond the pond, and I am appreciative with how well-marked the trails were. I've been to many locations where I've lost my way because they weren't not hiker-friendly. Weir Farm is very hiker-friendly.
Before we arrived, I grilled mushrooms, chicken, and steak so that I could send Chitunga off for the week with a few home-cooked tastes. I brought the remaining to Bev, Leo, and Pam in Milford to fulfill a Sunday ritual. I joked with Kristin that I've never had directions to the location the same way twice and that was true yesterday, I got to take the winding, hilly tracks from Monroe to Wilton and the foliage was simply stunning.
It won't be long before all the leaves fall, and such hikes will not be as inviting and colorful. The ducks were having a field day on the pond, and I appreciated that so many out-of-state guests were also hiking.Chitunga is Legolas, and he and Karal keep a much faster pace than I do. I have longer legs, but there's something about the way feet and legs hit the trails that make some individuals faster than others. Obviously, this is the two of them. When I finished, they were already resting on a bench. It was all good, however, because I simply had time to commune with Maude, to put different muscles into action over rocks and hills, and to totally allow the oxygen to fill my lungs. Every angle and turn of the head proved absolutely beautiful.
I'm entering a new work week thankful to MAKE time to get outdoors simply to enjoy the season. #WriteOut 2021, I appreciate the invitation to learn more about the beauty of our nation. I look forward to all still to come next year and beyond.
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