Come Walk with Me

There are benches along my favorite trails that have become old friends. This one Not every gift is wrapped. Sometimes it's a weathered wooden bench beneath an old tree, waiting for whoever needs it next. I'm learning to trust those little provisions along the way. Visit www.ThankU.io for the full story. #ThankUio #Appreciation #SantaCruzMountains appeared just when my legs were beginning to feel the miles. Whether someone built it years ago for themselves or for strangers th

Sometimes the most beautiful part of being in nature is remembering we're not the only ones doing the noticing. That little question stayed with me long after the hike was over. Visit www.ThankU.io for the full story. #ThankUio #Appreciation #SantaCruzMountains Most of us think appreciation is something we do. We notice a bird, a flower, a squirrel. But standing quietly beneath the trees this week, I found myself asking a different question. What if, for just a moment, she no

I wasn't looking for autumn. I was simply paying attention. Somehow one tiny branch had already decided it was time to celebrate. The best discoveries aren't always the biggest ones. Sometimes they're simply waiting for someone to notice them. Visit www.ThankU.io for the full story. #ThankUio #Appreciation #SantaCruzMountains Appreciation often begins with something almost everyone else would walk right past. On a familiar trail this week, I noticed one tiny splash of crimson