“Ah Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun;
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveller’s journey is done;
Where the Youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my Sunflower wishes to go!”
~ William Blake
First and foremost, before I begin about my adventures on the Fort Worth nature trails, I would like to acknowledge how delighted and appreciative I am to have made such wonderful connections in these past few weeks. I have met so many gifted and kind people, so many outrageous and eccentric individuals, so many inspiring and motivational leaders that it has reminded me why we must enjoy those we meet. I believe irregardless of the amount of time you have spent getting to know that person that they have entered your life at the very moment for a particular reason. Whether that be a simple comment or a few words of wisdom, maybe even an unspoken act that has instilled something you may not quite understand until it synchronizes with the other facets of your life. I feel it is how receptive we are to such circumstances and how we apply them to our lives that make the difference, but we must acknowledge those lessons otherwise they are lost to us.
Now to my excursion on the Fort Worth or rather Lake Worth trails! A friend of mine who I just recently met told me about his volunteer work at the nature center and wildlife refuge that it inspired me to do the same. There are so many different opportunities to experience and so much knowledge to learn. You must input an application and once accepted you can begin training (and just my luck that is coming up in September!) to become a trail guide or a natural guard. You can also lead canoe excursions or work in the greenhouse and plant natural vegetation or care for animals. The best part is that you get to learn about the different kinds of plants, trees, insects, animals, and trails and all it costs is your time. I’ll take that.
The volunteer coordinator was very welcoming and positive, all I have to do is wait a week to see if they will let me be a volunteer, I am super excited about this opportunity and hope for the best.
Here are some photos from my trailing, I encountered quite a few insects that actually posed for me and there are some cool photos even with the lens acting up, despite my camera being broken it is still functional if I don’t utilize the zoom too much, it’s definitely an exercise of patience. Enjoy!!
Driving is definitely a luxury and there is no better way to put it into perspective than riding your bike places you travel in your car everyday. I generally take the freeway to work, but since I was on the bike the safest way was through the rural areas and I realized that I hardly pay attention to my surroundings. I know I am far from observant, but I didn’t realize how unperceptive I was until I had to make the conscious effort to be aware of everything around me.
Another challenge I came across were the hills of Pipeline. Jeez! I definitely had to stop and walk up some of them. Driving up them is obviously a breeze, but on a bicycle they are definitely a trial of your willpower. I have a new deep-seated admiration to individuals who bike everywhere, it is quite the adventure.
Despite my complaints it really wasn’t as difficult as it would seem, especially when I saw the length of my journey, almost 6 miles one way? I believe it really does depend on your mentality and the vibes you emit. Of course I was tired, but I was having fun and the breeze was divine. People are actually pretty friendly, especially the other cyclists and bikers, they wave and smile, if you are courteous, they are courteous. It’s amazing what a simple act like this makes you learn and what it puts into perspective.
The ride back home was a little longer considering I turned the wrong way! Needless to say I am directionally challenged and what should have been a pretty straight shot ended up being a lot of backtracking and head scratching. It had gotten pretty dark and so it was a little more difficult to see my path and I definitely have a sore behind from speeding over all those bumps I didn’t see. Irregardless I am proud of myself for not giving up and biking eleven miles! Now all I have to do is focus on overcoming those hills… well that and not caring about butt sweat! Bike safely!
I love juicing first thing in the morning! It’s an awesome way to start out the day and the best part is that you feel awesome! This was about 5 cups so a little over 32 oz. and it was pretty filling, I drank it on my way to work and I love when people look over and give me this weird look when they see me drinking some “mysterious” liquid out of a glass carafe. This juice was on the tart side with all the berries, but the ginger I added always gives it that flavorful zing!
3 C. Cherries, pitted (or a little over half a bag)
1 Pint of Blueberries
1 Carton Strawberries
3 Kale Leaves
1 Carton Raspberries
1 inch Burdock Root
1 inch Ginger
Juice, Strain, Chill, Enjoy!!
For now I am just posting the recipe since I am feeling pretty lazy about posting the nutritional info. Check back later if you really want to know why this is a super awesome juice!
Organic A Fad? Maybe By Modern Day Standards.
I think this is sooo true!!!
- MYTH: Organic food is a fad.
FACT: What we now think of as organic farming was practiced for thousands of years as farmers worked in partnership with the land and the elements. In the 1940s, the widespread use of synthetic chemicals was introduced into agricultural practices to boost crop growth. A backlash developed among growers and consumers and the organic food industry was born.
Today, organic products have grown, on average, more than 20% per year over the last 7-10 years, making it the fastest growing segment of agriculture! In 2011 the organics market topped $30 billion, representing a 9.5% growth over previous years.
This was yummy!!! Great easy breakfast to prepare on the go! 3 Kiwis, 1 Banana, 3 handfuls of Cherries, 2 Handfuls of Strawberries 1 carton of Sunshine Raspberries. I didn’t even make it to the banana I packed