Nature

Breathe in. Breathe out. Standing in the fresh warm summer’s air, I found my breath slowing, and deepening. I wandered as I transitioned from the indoors to the outdoors. Trees and bushes and the light sounds of Nature accompany me as I put one foot forward in front of another.The fresh smell of Nature in the air permeates the air on the quiet country path. I hear a calm rustle in the leaves. A bird is quietly walking through the grass, in search of food. Families are out together, enjoying the summer day; conversation and birdsong fills the middle distance.I stop and look down a long path. I wonder about the nature of Nature. What is Nature, the thing with which I have spent my life to varying degrees of distance, that which I see every time I look outward? Is Nature a force? But what about when it is still, like today, when the breeze barely moves the trees? I think back to my philosophical studies. How would Socrates approach this?I think about how long it takes us to find the…