Thursday, January 1, 2015

How to Go Outside

I read an article this week about the benefits of ecotherapy, ie, going outside, unplugged. Really? There's a name for this? Can I get paid to show people how to do this? (When I was a child, I specialized in giving tours of the woods, especially during nesting season, when I conducted birds' nest tours.)  I'm only half-serious when I say that I think I've found my next career. Seriously half-serious. (Only a lifetime of experience.)

Taking my own advice, I quite reluctantly put on my shoes and coat and hat and scarf and gloves and trudged out into my back yard this afternoon, despite really loving the sunny warmth of my upstairs room. It was really chilly outside, and these old bones do not have a friend in ice. I had no plan, no chores to attend to, no yardwork that needed doing. My new year's assignment was to poke around in winter's detritus. It felt like I was eight years old again and my mom had sent me outside in the cold to get some fresh air.

But you know what? It was marvelous. Yes, the garden is in ruins. Yes, the ice was abundant, but also unlike any ice I've ever paid much attention to: the saturated earth had heaved upwards, kind of like nature's tilling of the topsoil, and there were vertical columns of ice, stacked one upon another. How is it possible I've spent so much of my life not looking closely at this?
And while I considered sweeping up the kiwi leaves, I'm happy to have left them where they've fallen, in all their lacy configurations. (I'd much rather peer down at a decomposing kiwi leaf than a clean-swept piece of Trex decking.)

I checked in with James Fenimore C.; his words are beginning to slur together, and this piece of a maple seedpod appears to have found a peaceful landing place —
And my last bit of ecotherapy involved a few quiet words with the Virgin of Guadalupe, who seems to be a bit throttled at the neck with leaf debris —
I was neither cold nor bored. A hummingbird dithered loudly and incessantly from the laurel hedge (I put out fresh, unfrozen nectar this morning.) The winter light was achingly clear and seemed especially focused and bright. The green tips of snowdrops were just beginning to show, and the hardy ferns appeared to be gathered into themselves, conserving energy. The unpruned grape vines, stripped of leaves, arched into the blue, a crazy erratic weave. The watering cans brimmed with ice.

There are some old russet-toned bricks around my fire pit, and each of these was encased in a slick icy sheen. Again, water saturated, I'm guessing, which expanded outwards in the freeze. Curious!

After only 15 or 20 minutes of poking around, my imagination felt ignited, my lungs expanded in the sharply brisk air, and where there had been a musty haze was now a sense of clarity and purpose. And so easy! All it took was to walk out my back door.

Ecotherapy. Ha. Just go outside.


11 comments:

  1. One of favourite eco movements of last year was 're-wilding'. This involves doing nothing and letting your land/garden/estate become overgrown and weed ridden. As you adopt ecotherapy, I shall select certain areas of my garden for re-wilding.

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    1. Cro, here in Seattle, you can get your yard designated as a wildlife sanctuary, and you even get a little plaque to post in your front yard. Always makes me guffaw.

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  2. you have hummingbirds in the winter?!

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    1. Susan, yes, we have Anna's Hummingbirds year round!

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  3. Can it get any sillier. We do a couple of miles every day, didn't realize I was being so eco savvy. I'm with Cro, I think we'll do some rewilding this year.

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  4. My mum was English and a great believer of the benefits of fresh air and walking. Now we have a name for it. I spent an hour yesterday walking down in the river valley. It always restores me.

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  5. in this age where people walk streets while texting, and risking death by moving vehicle, I guess we DO need the reminder to get the fuck outside. Sad state of affairs. I so love your photos, above. Fantastic.

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    1. Tara, yes, get the fuck outside and leave the phone INSIDE!

      xxT.

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  6. Maybe my eco therapy would work better in a different climate zone this month! It's been so cold that I haven't taken the time to look around on my runs to the mailbox or to get the dog to go out. We are expecting some milder temperatures in the 20's today, and some fresh snow so I will put on my boots and stomp about a bit. Thanks for reminding me.

    I am amazed and envious at the idea of year round hummingbirds! Also, your pictures are lovely, thank you.

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    1. "Milder temperatures in the 20's" — oh dear!
      That's just too cold. You poor thing!
      Maybe virtual eco-therapy is the answer.
      But wait! That's defeating the purpose, isn't it?
      Ah well.
      Spring hopes eternal.

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