Last week on what was forecast to be one of the last sunny, warm days of Fall, I was walking with Karl at Wayfarer’s park - my local state park that sits just outside Bigfork Village on the northeast shore of Flathead Lake. There is a 2 mile loop that we walk which goes over a hill and down to the lake. We dawdle along the rocky beach and then head back up and over on the return. Karl is off leash unless we see other people and I like to let him be a dog and do dog stuff at his own pace. There are places he likes to run, places that need a lot of sniffing and exploring and other places to just put your nose into the wind and look out over the lake and think whatever it is that dogs think about…
I’ve posted photos of the views from this park and on this particular day I had my camera and the vistas were beautiful but what I noticed on this day was the little things - things like the seed pods on - well, weeds actually.
I was standing there while Karl was off sniffing and just noticing… It’s an odd thing - but the more I write and take photos, the more I notice. I see the little things - the little things people do and say, little things Karl and Bob do, the shapes and colors of weeds, rocks, stumps and whatever else is part of my line of vision.
It is like there is a camera frame in my head seeing a bit of something in my path that has pretty colors, interesting shapes, some random tableau that seems worth remembering.
I don’t particularly enjoy museums, or historical sites, or specific sites of any kind - I’m a lousy tourist - but I DO enjoy this exploration and observation of the “landscape” - the little things…
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