I’m not gonna fib to you. Dealing with these days of rest are hard on me. Don’t get me wrong. I know they’re absolutely necessary, but even given their value to the overall effort, I end up feeling a little trapped as we sit tight and make no obvious forward progress.
When we’re on the road, there is always something new to experience and take in. Once we become static in one area, my perception is that we’re really limited in the things we can do or see. That perception is not correct, but it takes energy to overcome that perspective. Today I had to make a real effort to get out of our motel room and seek out the beauty around me. The beauty was there when I looked.
Cherry blossoms right out the front door of our motel room
My friends back in Washington, DC saw the cherry blossoms come and go several weeks ago. As the spring warmed and the blossoms peaked, I was able to share in their excitement as they made their own annual pilgrimage to the Jefferson Memorial or even just out in their own neighborhoods to see the peak of the cherry blossom season.
Now, I get to experience that same excitement again, because here in the Finger Lakes region of New York the cherry blossoms are beginning to slowly make their way toward their peak. I’m no expert, but I’d say we’re about seven days out from a real peak of the season. The picture of the tree above was a bit of anomaly. She had to be out in a particularly sunny or warm spot because here blooms are fully filled out. Some of her neighbors were just beginning to bud out.
Tomorrow, we’ll be back on the road. We’ve got a twenty or twenty one mile leg planned, so I’ll be back in my nomadic happy place soon enough. Until then….
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