The gift of a good walk. Recently I enjoyed the New York Times article “Whatever The Problem, It’s Probably Solved By Walking” by Andrew McCarthy, who has now walked the Camino de Santiago twice. While I’ve always dreamed of walking that pilgrimage route, I still discover any walk to be a gift. I’m happy while walking on Main Street,

along the river with the birds for company,

through the door of my favorite bakery

or hopefully on our last frost filled morning of the season with Harper.

The magical gift of a walk is that even when retracing your steps, each walk carries with it the sensation of entering a different path than the last time.

I’ll be looking forward to Andrew McCarthy’s new book “Walking With Sam: A Father, A Son, And Five Hundred Miles Across Spain” and possibly watching one or two of my favorite walking movies this weekend (The Way, A Walk In The Woods, Edie) after a good walk.
“Has anyone ever emerged from ambling through nature for an hour and regretted their improved state of being?”
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