WALKING POEMS, STANDING PHOTOGRAPHS
Standing on a bridge
anxiety rises up.
Watch the water flow
Along the creek here
where green is seen, now yellow.
October is here.
I lucked out with the weather on this one. October 1st & it was almost 90 degrees out! I had to do some research on this one as well, I wanted to find a walking path that would offer something to actually take photos of. Leaving this park I realized I’ll likely want to return because it was MUCH larger than I had anticipated.
I found this Park by using TrailLink, which was an excellent resource that I’ll likely be using again in the future. Using that I found Salt Creek Trail which helped me find a park that was easy to stop off at on my home from work.
It took some time for me to get comfortable just walking by myself. When I first arrived I was taking notes via the Kindle App on my phone (I’ll include my poem after the photos below). I was focused on reading the passages & answering the questions in the book while also trying to be mindful of my surroundings. It suggested to experiment with different speeds of walking, but then I was focused on that and not writing down things I saw along my path. It states to then stop walking and take photos, which you’ll see in the first 5 or so of the full gallery of photos. After photos it tells us “breathe in and breathe out. Concentrate on your breaking without feeling the need to change it. How long can you stand there before feeling as if you have to move on?”
My notes to myself here say “urge to take more photos, explore the lake, nervous about people watching me because I don’t have my actual camera, just my phone.” The book suggests to continue this routine, walk & write, stop & photograph. Once I hit the bridge my routine changed, I’d stop & write, then walk & photo. I felt a better flow this way. From the bridge, I was able to see different areas of the park I wanted to go & take photos of. I became more confident when I was actively taking photos instead of worrying about exactly what it said to do in the book.
Below you’ll find the photos I took from Eldridge Park along with the poem that came from the adventure.