This
morning’s walk is dedicated to Mary Oliver who I was recently introduced to …
A woman whose relationship with her dog and nature are equally as strong….
Abigail
and I have become accustomed to walking without a leash. I find it necessary to
scoop her solid, little body up only when other dog owners of more ferocious
dogs have their pets off of leashes and Abigail gets territorial.
During
this morning’s walk around the block, she bolted across the street and started
heavily sniffing a mailbox. I made my way across the street to give he a gentle
nudge to come back to our walking path and she moves along to the next mailbox,
then the next and then the large shrub. I can tell that she has had this desire
and she is filling her palate with all new, intriguing scents.
She
reminded me that we often go through our routine because we are in a hurry and
because it is the most efficient way. It is often a very pleasant and stress free
as well, but every once in awhile you have to break from your path and make a
dart across the street to “stop to smell the roses”, or mailboxes!
