Only two days before the same walk was sunnier. I went further, leaving the lake behind, walking alongside small hedged fields. There were dark whirring patches of insects hanging in the air and layers of birdsong more complicated and beautiful than any symphony.
Walking has a calming effect on me. I like that time, early in the morning, breathing in, tuning in to something that goes into my spirit. I like to be away from human noise, just for a bit, to think and clear thoughts, to reconnect to what can get lost in the busyness of everyday life. In all honesty it's probably the most important 30 or 40 minutes in my day.