twigs, and stems, and…bark!

i overlook bark. i have no idea why. the texture is extraordinary. it’s varied. it’s abundant. and still i look past it. i suppose there is many things in my environment that i do this with. it’s got me wondering…how to go outside tomorrow with eyes-like-a-traveller? you know how you are best self when you travel, full of wonder, with all your senses piqued, curious about everything? i want to be that person here, in minnesota, on my familiar walking trails. perhaps a little pre-walk meditation will get me in the right frame of mind: eyes wide open.

poplar bark