Autumn Woods
Walking in the woods is a good way for me to relax when I am angry or upset. Anne Frank, in her diary, explains my feelings very well. She and her family were forced into hiding during World War II. They lived there two years, without ever going outside, before they were discovered.
She wrote, "The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely, or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be alone with the heavens, nature, and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy amidst the simple beauty of nature. As long as this exists, and it certainly always will, I know there will always be comfort for every sorrow, whatever the circumstances may be. And I firmly believe that nature brings solace to all troubles." The beauty of the nature in the Autumn Woods comforts me.
The woods are a wonderful place in Autumn. The leaves begin to change to fall colors - deep rust, red and yellow-gold.
The birds can be seen in big flocks heading south, stopping every now and then for food and water.
The crabapple trees drop their fruit to be eaten by birds or stepped on by people passing under them.
The well past ripe wild grapes can be smelled before being seen.
And the creek flows with zest knowing that soon it will be frozen.
These are a few of the beauties of the Autumn Woods, which comfort me.
Note: This was obviously written in a more depressed period in my life. Although I still like the woods I don't need the comfort anymore.