There is a vast clearing at Kensington that feels peaceful and awe inspiring to have a place with so much beauty and so much empty space. When I returned from traveling in India (and to a lesser extent when I returned home from college in Boston) I had such an appreciation for emptiness and quiet I couldn’t comprehend before traveling! I feel so lucky to have land and also solitude which might sound crazy!
I also love the firepit at the lake - which has more neighbors and kids and dogs but such a friendly vibe and feeling away yet at home without the worries.
Yes those are special places~! Kensington has some incredible spots. The kids and dogs add to the beauty of the fire pit, with the lake water lapping at the rocks and the moon reflected on the water.
I've spent a whole day with no "news" reports. My current bedside radio can't get the classic music channel so I end up hearing all the ridiculous stuff that passes for news these days and disturbs my mental equilibrium. I need to buy another radio pronto. About Zen activities mine would be transforming a plain bit of cloth into a kaleidoscopic pattern of colour ie my patchwork. So many walks I can think of and im not even a 'walker," as such. The walk along the cycle track near here part of the Bristol to Bath path is really beautiful. It's like a hidden secret of our area. In 2023 I made it to Eyam in Derbyshire the famous Plague village or rather the village famous for voluntarily doing a lockdown so the bubonic plague didn't spread any further. I did a walk up to the high tops,beautiful views from there. And lots of Sunday cyclists! Not a lonely cloud place!
Thanks, David, for letting me take a walk. Finding places of solace is getting harder and harder where I live. Back many years ago I traveled to Canada with the Explorer Scouts (older version of the Boy Scouts) for two weeks. I had just finished the eighth grade. The invitation went out to a lot of troops in eastern Arkansas, so we had a pretty good group. We spent ten days on the water taking pictures, portaging between lakes. Each time we stopped to cross to a different lake two people in the canoe had to carry eighty-pound packs and one person had the canoe. It is a story I guess I need to write because we mostly had a lot of fun. Back then the water was so pure in the lakes we were taught how to drink water from the paddle.
Yes Paul, you need to write about that Grand Adventure! I love the Canadian lakes. So clear and clean, green pines to the water’s edge, the call of the loon, the soaring ospreys and eagles, the sudden squall that sweeps across the landscape, and maybe most of all, the campfire at night with the Milky Way and all the stars and planets.
There is a vast clearing at Kensington that feels peaceful and awe inspiring to have a place with so much beauty and so much empty space. When I returned from traveling in India (and to a lesser extent when I returned home from college in Boston) I had such an appreciation for emptiness and quiet I couldn’t comprehend before traveling! I feel so lucky to have land and also solitude which might sound crazy!
I also love the firepit at the lake - which has more neighbors and kids and dogs but such a friendly vibe and feeling away yet at home without the worries.
Yes those are special places~! Kensington has some incredible spots. The kids and dogs add to the beauty of the fire pit, with the lake water lapping at the rocks and the moon reflected on the water.
I've spent a whole day with no "news" reports. My current bedside radio can't get the classic music channel so I end up hearing all the ridiculous stuff that passes for news these days and disturbs my mental equilibrium. I need to buy another radio pronto. About Zen activities mine would be transforming a plain bit of cloth into a kaleidoscopic pattern of colour ie my patchwork. So many walks I can think of and im not even a 'walker," as such. The walk along the cycle track near here part of the Bristol to Bath path is really beautiful. It's like a hidden secret of our area. In 2023 I made it to Eyam in Derbyshire the famous Plague village or rather the village famous for voluntarily doing a lockdown so the bubonic plague didn't spread any further. I did a walk up to the high tops,beautiful views from there. And lots of Sunday cyclists! Not a lonely cloud place!
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Thanks, David, for letting me take a walk. Finding places of solace is getting harder and harder where I live. Back many years ago I traveled to Canada with the Explorer Scouts (older version of the Boy Scouts) for two weeks. I had just finished the eighth grade. The invitation went out to a lot of troops in eastern Arkansas, so we had a pretty good group. We spent ten days on the water taking pictures, portaging between lakes. Each time we stopped to cross to a different lake two people in the canoe had to carry eighty-pound packs and one person had the canoe. It is a story I guess I need to write because we mostly had a lot of fun. Back then the water was so pure in the lakes we were taught how to drink water from the paddle.
Yes Paul, you need to write about that Grand Adventure! I love the Canadian lakes. So clear and clean, green pines to the water’s edge, the call of the loon, the soaring ospreys and eagles, the sudden squall that sweeps across the landscape, and maybe most of all, the campfire at night with the Milky Way and all the stars and planets.