Matt and I had a great time at our favorite park among the redwoods following a video chat with the kids. They’re always so thoughtful and we missed not celebrating his day with them, but we made the best of it. He secured our bikes on the back of our Honda Pilot, we stopped for a deli lunch to bring with us, then we drove into the park. The experience is magical no matter how many times we’ve visited – like venturing into a whole new world. We went for a ride first, enjoyed our lunch, then rode again, riding close to eight miles. It was so much fun! I’m sharing some scenery photos and will turn comments off because I’m working on the final stages of my Copper book, wrapping up a few book reviews, while also reading blogs. So, I hope you enjoy!
Old swimming holePossible nest up there?Solo troutMagicalBuckeye treeWine on the patio reflecting on our wonderful children, bigcelebrations with family in the past, the great day we had, and enjoying the company of a ladybug and hummingbird
Last Sunday we took Copper, our 14 1/2 year old puppy, to our favorite state park. The weather was cool but not freezing, just perfect for a walk among the redwoods. Copper loved walking around, taking in the new sights and smells. He can’t hear anymore, so we use hand signals to communicate with him, and we give him lots of hugs and kisses. I took some pics and sent them to our daughter and son who live in TN. and CO. Then I saw an IG post from my daughter that went straight to my heart. She wrote about living far away from ‘her dog’ and missing him so much. I’m going to share it, then I’m going to add a poem written from Copper’s POV. So, this post is a combination of tears and smiles. I hope you enjoy, and maybe you’ll relate too.
From my daughter:
“It’s weird having a dog or any pet be part of your life for a good amount of time but then you move away. Across the country. And rarely see them anymore. And when you do visit once or twice a year, you’re so excited to see them because you know them, but you wonder if they remember or recognize you. And they look older because you’re older. When we first adopted Copper, I was with him for 6 years and was hesitant on adopting another dog after Lucky Girl passed. And now, I’ve been away from him for that same amount of time that I was with him & it’s sad, bittersweet. He’s still got those same amber eyes you get lost in, but he’s a little grayer than he was the previous year. And you just know the inevitable. It’s weird being so far away & not “growing up” with him into adulthood. But when someone asks if I have a dog, I say yes even though it’s only through pictures my mom sends me. I love this boy so much.” ❤️ (This brought us to tears. We miss her enough, and then to read her feelings about living far from Copper just about did us in! Does this scenario sound familiar?)
And now, let’s wipe away those tears and find a smile:
What a Fun Day! (from Copper’s POV)
Thanks, Mom and Dad, for taking me to the park! I took in all the beauty without one single bark!
Oh, the smells were awesome, and the redwoods so tall! I’m pretty tall myself but I felt very small!
Lifting my leg was fun around new territory, I even inspired Mom to tell my canine story!
We walked by the creek hearing water flowing. You said it was peaceful without any wind blowing.
Then we found a table where you ate your lunch and I gulped down my food with a crunch and a munch!
Naptime followed soon when I plopped down on my bed, with every muscle relaxed I laid down my big head.
I know I’m older now; I don’t move very fast, but I’m glad we came here because I really had a blast!
A note from Copper: I hope you liked this post that my mom and I put together! Can you relate? Do you have a dog or cat that melts your heart and whose eyes see right into your soul like mine do? If you do, let my mom know in the comments. And thanks for coming by today! I hope you don’t mind a slobbery kiss from me! ❤️🐶🐾
My eyes look up to the tallest trees on our precious planet and I am drawn into stillness like a hypnotist’s magic
Fine slivers of blue calm many thoughts becoming thieves, stealing pockets of peace that wish to bring essential balance
Soft clusters of green gently dance in a breeze while nature’s wildlife build their homes and playgrounds
Sparrows and blackbirds croon for their mates I ruminate on how these majestic giants take care of each other, unconditionally We should emulate without deliberation
My eyes look up and I am reminded of their age ancient as dinosaurs that roamed the land
Angles of wisdom permeate my space My eyes slowly close I breathe in and savor this moment that is mine to own.
My hubby and I recently visited our favorite park to hang out with the redwoods. As always, a poem was to be born, but this time, two…I’m sharing a few photos along with the poems that I hope you enjoy and maybe even relate to. Does one speak to you more deeply than the other? I’d love to hear your thoughts…
Magic
We needed magic today, an elixir for our spirits, so our favorite park sent gentle whispers on the autumn breeze as we listened with intent. Just a short drive on long stretches and some winding like an S. We slowly enter into this sanctuary, another universe.
The enchantment of redwoods whirls around us, a balm for our hearts and minds.
We stroll along the glistening creek, observing the brilliant blue from sun’s reflection.
The majesty of the tall giants embraces us – a moment, a place, an experience good for the soul.
Their Gift
Do the redwoods feel sorrow and elation?
Can they sense the heaviness in our hearts as we wander through the grove?
We may never know the answer, but being in their presence deters thoughts that shouldn’t be let loose.
Their majestic aura, a protective embrace, welcomed as we inhale their delicate fragrance of earthy undertones.
I feel the beat of my heart slowing – a calm flowing through my veins. He experiences the same.
Fingers entwined, we stroll among the tall giants, a family connected through deep roots, and we offer our sincerest gratitude for their selfless gift.
Remember, the breeze carries burdens down rivers and across oceans, majestic trees sway with joy, sheltering from shadows, and the light shines even if only a slight glimmer slips through...
Keep hope in your heart and enjoy your weekend! ❤️
This verse is from a poem in my upcoming book. Photo: Samuel P. Taylor Park – magical moments with Redwoods.
Baydreamer Writes ~ Lauren Scott, Author 