Old Hippie in love with Mother Nature.

Old Hippie in love with Mother Nature.

A Story by Carrie
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Finding joy in a park.

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I'm older now, walk with a limp and a cane. The world I grew up in no longer exists.  People live fast paced livies, chasing careers, utube videos or some fantasy family life. They have no time for an old women with 2 cats.
So I drink coffee in the AM, watching the sun rise and paint the horizon shades of orange and pink. I pet my cats and feed them. Listen to the day wake up. The sound of work trucks, in the distance, a low hum, that builds and grows to a steady rumble. 
I drive my car past a trailer park. I remember when it was a swamp. When my friends and I tried to save the turtles from the bulldozers and landfill. Now the swamp and turtles are gone.
I drive to the park a small strip of land, a few acres of marsh and trees. I breath in the sweet smell of wet dirt and watch the slash pines wave in the breeze. I meander over the dirt trail, thru cabbage palms and oak trees. A swamp maple spreads it's branches, inviting mockingbirds to build a nest. 
Slowly with cane and arthritis knees I stroll in deep into the park. I escape the hum of traffic, the smell of car exhaust. I sit on the sun warmed earth and run it thru my hands. I close my eyes and feel the gentle kiss of wind on my face. "Tap tap tap" of a woodpecker, searching for insects. A mockingbird loudly announces his desire for a mate. 
Up high in a blue cloudless sky, a black bird glides on warm air current. A squirrel chrips at me, begging for food. 
As I lay in the cradle of Mother Earth, I' m glad that they left a patch of soil uncovered by concrete and fast food restaurants. 

© 2026 Carrie


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I can absolutely relate. It's sad for us now to see what's happening to the world, but at least we knew it when things were much better. Excuse me while I limp to the kitchen for my first morning cup.

Posted 17 Hours Ago


Carrie

16 Hours Ago

Hope you get a chance to lim0 to the woods. Thanks for the review.
I live in the middle of UK country-side and chose to live here because - from my windows can see meadows and hills and occasional clutters of cows decorating the green! Few vehicles come this way. There only one hundred and nine residents scattered her or there. Some of them attend the church down the road or play games or have fetes in one special meadow, allowed available but not shut away. Building is a no-no, this is legally treasured land with a small clay stream running along one side of it!

Consequently, hopefully younger and more able people living neart and about will protect your and others in the area with all their possible might. It's so easy to grow grass with its buttercups and daises, but is so hard to make it all come alive again when its had bricks, heavy wood and goodness knows what stampeding it! Prayers flying!

'I drive my car past a trailer park. I remember when it was a swamp. When my friends and I tried to save the turtles from the bulldozers and landfill. Now the swamp and turtles are gone.
I drive to the park a small strip of land, a few acres of marsh and trees. I breath in the sweet smell of wet dirt and watch the slash pines wave in the breeze. I meander over the dirt trail, thru cabbage palms and oak trees. A swamp maple spreads it's branches, inviting mockingbirds to build a nest.
Slowly with cane and arthritis knees I stroll in deep into the park. I escape the hum of traffic, the smell of car exhaust. I sit on the sun warmed earth and run it thru my hands. I close my eyes and feel the gentle kiss of wind on my face. "Tap tap tap" of a woodpecker, searching for insects. A mockingbird loudly announces his desire for a mate.
Up high in a blue cloudless sky, a black bird glides on warm air current. A squirrel chrips at me, begging for food.
As I lay in the cradle of Mother Earth, I' m glad that they left a patch of soil uncovered by concrete and fast food restaurants. '

Posted 1 Day Ago


emmajoygreen

18 Hours Ago

In the UK there has been a gigantic move over the last forty plus years to protect nature. There ar.. read more
Carrie

18 Hours Ago

UK sounds like an awesome place
emmajoygreen

18 Hours Ago

It is.. in most places but others need more care. We have so much history here, we should all try to.. read more
Wowww totally awesome!! Admired the bird how you mention about them. Sad the turtles are gone.
Its pitiable when concrete jungles take over forests. Kudos!!

Plz also read and comment my newest poem too

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Carrie

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you for the review
i too share the laments of an aging body, and rue the suburban sprawl (also known as vinyl city) across swaths of land no longer farmland, but when my parents moved to route delivery #2 level road february 28th, 1968 the majority of landscape dotted with a country like feeling and even the one hundred acres (yet to be developed - so called progress) canadian geese used to acknowledge their presence by honking year after year until... only the sounds of honking horns from vehicles.

Posted 1 Month Ago


Carrie

1 Month Ago

Agreed which leaves the small strip of vacant land so precarious

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