When I go to the park, I have a feeling that I have stepped out of the world.
It may be the extra space that I am not used to in the city. It may be the change in the way sound moves around in the open space.
It may be the way I see people behave in a park, like being on holiday, at the seaside, maybe.
I like the way that in a park I can see nature unfolding in front of me.
I sit, simply sit, and on a park bench I feel that I have made a space in the world.
When I sit, and I feel like I have a place to be, a vantage point, a place from which to look on the world.
The nub of it is that I am not rushing on.
In sitting surrounded by nature I have given myself time.
My eyes take in the outlines of the trees, the clouds moving across the sky, the branches swaying in the breeze. My ears take in the breeze rustling the leaves.
I hear the chit, chit of a small bird, the sound of the town in the distance.
Who knows who will sit down next to me? Will it be someone ready to talk? It might be me who starts the conversation.
The sun might be out, and the park bench might be in the dappled shade of a tree. I appreciate the shade. I start to reflect on things, people, relationships, time.
To sit is to make time. Time to make real time in a few minutes and enjoy it.
For the park bench greeting card featured here it’s a reminder that it’s another year, another birthday, and it’s just a walk in the park.