Friday, February 10, 2012

Walking the Land

I've discovered another place I feel safe to walk alone with Kipper: the Lake Earl Wildlife Conservation area, a five-minute drive from our house, where there are sand dunes, lakes, the ocean, and mountains on the skyline----not to mention plenty of birds (great blue herons, standing like self-important Baptist preachers in their pulpits; all manner of ducks; eagles----of those I've seen) and river otters (though I did not spot any myself).

This is also an ideal place to collect the little reeds from which a Brigid's cross can be made, as I've done---in honor of Imbolc/Candlemas.

Brigid's Cross (on top of the Tide Log, essential information for walking on beaches here, since signs warn "Never turn your back on the ocean!" because "sneaker waves" have pulled too many from their feet and to their deaths)

Lake Earl Wildlife Conservation area


And it is this walking (and sitting, and lying on) the land that is helping me to finally begin to feel more at home here. . . .