trust (recovery)

I've spent the past few days feeling run down. Sick. Sore throat, achy, tired. Not the flu, just not well. 

And then today I woke up and didn't have a sore throat. Didn't feel like going back to bed in the middle of the day (even though by bedtime I get a second wind, hello insomnia). 

And it was so nice, I decided to go for a walk in my neighborhood, which I hadn't really done since we've moved here. 

(I walked to school pickup a handful of times. And there's great hiking trails near us. I just haven't walked out of my house into the neighborhood yet.)

Our apartment building is in this weird transition neighborhood between warehouses (to one side) and houses (to the other). There's a little cul de sac next to us that ends in what looks like a walking path. I went back there today. 

It's not extensive, but it is a little wild area and it was nice to reconnect to the trees and to see the little creek. 

(I took my gx85 but the battery died halfway through my exploration. Luckily, I also had my phone.)

There weren't any crocuses yet, that I could find, but there's moss and a few new grasses already starting to shoot. 

But mostly, the ground is still carpeted in brown, decaying leaves. 

Spring is close. Spring is coming. 

Trust the recovery.