“I went to the woods because I wished to live deliberately, to front only the essential facts of life, and see if I could not learn what it had to teach, and not, when I came to die, discover that I had not lived” (Henry David Thoreau).
In my case, it was a trip to the lake (although something like a Walden experience where Thoreau went back to basic in the woods does sound very appealing at times).
The whole family got together for a weekend at the Kentucky Lake. We didn’t go shopping. We didn’t go out to eat. We just hung out at a cabin in the woods and on the nearby lake. It was glorious.
There’s something therapeutic about getting back to nature. In fact, I’m sure I read that one of the most underutilized anti-depressants is nature. Or maybe it’s exercise, but exercise is always better in a nature setting rather than in a gym.
As I type these words, I am sore and sunburned. But the sunburn comes with me being foolish with sunscreen and forgetting to apply it to my shoulders after we got to the lake. The soreness is from my brain still thinking that it’s 25 (and my body being all like, “Yeah right, buddy. Watch this!)
Still, it was restful and relaxing. I needed to get away from the world for a while. Being near a body of water has a calming and soothing effect in a year when just about everybody could use a little less stress.
I’ve also decided that lake sunsets maybe my second favorite, just behind beach sunsets. I could take either one of them (or both) at regular intervals for the rest of my life.