Running in the Canadian countryside is a real joy. On quieter roads, there are practically no cars. The few people are mostly friendly, or they just ignore you. There is just yourself. And your thoughts.
Occasionally a dog barks, usually behind fences. I try to stay far away from them.
There are also horses, llamas, etc., behind the fences.
Wild blackberries. With fierce-looking thorns.
Wild flowers, of course. Mostly unknown, to me.
It turns our many of them have interesting, even poetic names. Such as Evening Primrose 月見花.
Flower-strewn paths.
Running this way does give you a different perspective on life.
No comments:
Post a Comment