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The Joy of Being Outdoors

July 19, 2012

Let us be always out of doors among trees and grass, and rain and wind and sun.  There the breeze comes and strikes the cheek and sets it aglow:  the gale increases and the trees creak and roar, but it is only a ruder music.  A calm follows, the sun shines in the sky, and it is the time to sit under an oak, leaning against the bark, while the birds sing and the air is soft and sweet.  By night the stars shine, and there is no fathoming the dark spaces between those brilliant points, nor the thoughts that come as it were between the fixed stars and landmarks of the mind.

Or it is the morning on the hills, when hope is as wide as the world; or it is the evening on the shore.  A red sun sinks, and the foam-tipped waves are crested with crimson; the booming surge breaks, and the spray flies afar, sprinkling the face watching under the pale cliffs.  Let us get out of these indoor narrow modern days, whose twelve hours somehow have become shortened, into the sunlight and the pure wind.  A something that the ancients called divine can be found and felt there still.

Richard Jefferies, The Amateur Poacher

3 Comments leave one →
  1. July 19, 2012 10:19 am

    Nice rumination from RJ; thanks! It is even more apt today given that our days are so much more a series of interiors, and far less within the spaces between! Three miles per hour will highlight those landmarks upon the mind, as well as their kindred spirits within the landscape, in a far greater way for sure.
    The Badger

  2. July 20, 2012 12:07 am

    That’s superb! Just wish I could get out there for a proper walk!

  3. July 28, 2012 9:29 am

    It’s interesting, this thing about time speeding up. I’ve even heard children say that they feel that time flies by. I wonder if this a consequence of blurred distinction between the natural and the virtual experience? Interesting also that Jeffriies noted something very similar happening in his own time. Thanks for reminding me about his work.

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