August

The sun shines through the silvery sky. I look up and around to see where blue might peek through the blanket that covers the sky. There is one space where I can see shades of blue through the silver. I think about how the sky invites me to look up, and then around: to be curious. What can I see today? I do this in all seasons and skies. On the warmest summer days, my eyes focus on the contrast between the green hills and the blue skies. On the coolest, clearest winter days, where the beauty of the clear sky warms the heart despite the cold, I search to see if I can spot a cloud. What can I see today?A welcome cool air has been blowing over the last few days; the breeze has characterised my walks, the way it blows on my cheeks with every step and gust. I think about how much of walking is not only about what I see, but about what I feel: the temperature, the feeling of putting one step in front of another, the thoughts I have that make me smile or sing or curious or inquisitive; the…