Living in a community without a Jewish congregation has made it more difficult for me to attend services regularly. Yesterday, I decided pretty much first thing in the morning, possibly even Thursday evening that I was going to attend services on Friday evening at Temple Israel in Omaha. So, I did.
I knew, but had forgotten, that they are doing a Summer series on Mindfulness. I had attended services the first week they did this, and last night was another, with a different speaker. She talked about the difference between meditation and mindfulness and how meditation can lead to mindfulness as well as the many benefits to meditation which can take as little as one minute to as long as you would like.
So, today, I wanted to get out and move. I went to a nearby lake, and was disappointed that the shoreline "park" area (mown grass, picnic tables, etc) was not very long. It took me just 10 min to walk to the end, back to the other end, then return to my car which was parked in the parking lot approximately halfway between. Across the road is a camping area, and I had seen the "foot trail" signs there on a previous visit to this area. So, I took off walking through a wooded area along a path that was well marked. As I walked, I was thinking about mindfulness and experiencing life "in the moment." I also thought about whether or not the area had a day-use fee. There were a couple of people in a screen tent next to a pop-up camper who were there camping. I paused to ask them, and recognized the one woman, but couldn't place her. She said "I work with you, didn't you recognize me?" I said, "I recognized you, but couldn't place you out of context like this." She, fortunately was very good-natured about it, and introduced me to her mother. She jokingly said there was a fee, but her mom reassured me that there was not a fee for day use, only for camping.
Finished out my walk with a find of wild-growing raspberries, just at the end of their season, but got a few tasty berries right off the bush.
I thought this was a cool idea. Some of the trees have these "posts" telling the variety of tree. There was also one that said Virginia creeper, and one for Poison Ivy. I don't know what plant was the virginia creeper, but I do know what poison ivy looks like (see blog from 6/29)
I am pretty sure these are gooseberries, but I have never seen them purple before, only green.
Secluded campsite looking downhill from the foot trail.
Couldn't resist taking a picture of this pretty plant.
I am sad that I didn't take a picture of the raspberries that I got to eat. They were very tasty.