I Love the Forest

I’m back in Sweden for about a week. So far it’s been good. I met both my brother and my sister at the same time for the first time in ages. Tonight, however, was a personal solo-highlight.


The forest has a special place in my heart.

Sure, I stayed mostly on well maintained paths lit by electric light, but it still felt great to be out among the trees.

wpid-wp-1442259653709.jpegWhat’s more: my legs kept up the entire way. I’ve had issues with the muscles in my thigh since sometime this spring and it’s been a drag. I really enjoy walking, and I used to do it a lot. For a while I averaged nearly ten kilometers a day and then, of course, I overdid it and damaged myself.

Since then, I’ve not been able to walk the way I used to – not as wpid-wp-1442259510903.jpegfast, and not as far. Tonight, I mostly walked at a very relaxed pace, but I was out there for nearly two hours, and it was almost completely without pain.

Walking is a great way for me to relax. It’s a mild exercise and I can disengage my mind completely. I pick out some music, put my feet on the road, and let my mind wpid-wp-1442259453371.jpegwander. It can get rather meditative. It’s amazing.

It’s a great way to dream up ideas and characters for my stories. It’s a great way to think through whatever bothers me. It’s a great way to spend some quality time with myself.

I don’t mind company now and then. Last year I organised group walks around Cork and the nearby countryside. It used to be good fun, but due to the leg issues I haven’t done it this summer. I’m going to try to pull one off for September though and maybe someone will show up. I’m quite excited about getting going again.


It did eventually get pretty dark, and the path homewards had no lights until I got back onto the city streets. This is the last picture from the forest part of the walk tonight.

Two minutes after this I saw a few stray dogs on the path just ahead of me. Only they weren’t dogs, but deer. Three of them stood on the road just ten-fifteen meters (30-50 feet) ahead of me. I did reach for my phone to take a picture, but they darted.

I put my phone back into the pocked and kept on walking. Three seconds later they all came running back again across the path, even closer than moments before.

I Love the Forest

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