This morning, I did just that. The pile of chores, the messy house, the things that need to be done were ignored in favor of getting up and out into the gorgeous day. There was a stiff breeze, and 65 degrees. I had dressed in a tank top, but added a denim long sleeved shirt at the last minute -- and glad I did! I headed out to Needle Point Vista - a place where you can see Weaver's Needle in the distance. Weaver's Needle is a 1,000-foot-high (300 m) column of rock that forms a distinctive peak visible for many miles around, named after mountain man Pauline Weaver.
Shhhhh.... I'll ask you quietly ..... have you ever stood on the top of a rise, with a chill wind blowing and let the breeze rush across your bare skin? As I stood there on the fourth rise we had climbed, we were quiet and just listened to the breeze as it rustled through the saguaro cactus and other mesquite type brush. Occasionally we could hear a lone bird calling out. Otherwise, the world was quiet. No hum of electrical stuff running, no noise from the cars driving past, just me and Sadie and nature. So .... yep, I slipped off the jacket and tank top and just stood there, feeling the breeze slide across my skin as the sun kissed it. And now that I'm back home, I'm smiling because it was a good morning :) So get out there.... feed your own soul!
