During a stretch of hot, humid summer days, I tell a group of friends that Asha hasn’t wanted to go for very long walks in this weather.
One of them asks, “Could you go for a short walk with Asha and then one on your own?”
“I could, yes,” I reply. “And a walk without Asha just isn’t the same.”
After we go our separate ways, I feel like my reply wasn’t complete. A few days later it came to me: My reluctance wasn’t only about Asha’s presence.
Two short walks is very different from one long walk.
It takes time to sink into a walk.
Into the woods.
Into myself.
Dear Marilyn, this afternoon, September 10th 2026 was a beautiful time to walk in Amherst. No humidity, sunny, breezy. No woods available, just a potholed street and a friend named Margaret.
A potholed street, a friend and a gorgeous September day are a wonderful combination, Inge.
Meeting YOUR needs AND Asha’s–YES!
A big smile as I read this, Nancie.
Sinking in takes time – so, so true.
Having I mentioned how much I love that you include the sounds of your woods – moving water, vivid birdsong & just the acoustic background – in your podcast?
Helps me sink in with you from here. Every time.
I’m so glad that the sounds of the woods help you sink in, Lissa. The producer, Josh Packard, gets credit for including them.
Time for a walk to sink into a walk – YES!