My back’s been hurting like crazy. I hauled too much luggage or something. And I came home from the chiropractor, feeling a bit better after my adjustment, but still really stiff, like my lower back was fighting me. Getting out of the car felt awkward and tight, and I was tired and just dragging.
My driveway was full of leaves. I live in a condo complex, and we have landscapers, so I have no chores in regard to the leaves, I just noticed them.
Then I went to get my mail and I kicked my feet through the leaves. Whoosh. Whoosh. Whoosh. Through ankle-high leaves. It felt so good. So good. It was like a tiny miracle. It wasn’t about my back anymore, or about my day at work, just three or four seconds of whoosh whoosh whoosh through the leaves.
Then I got the mail.
And went whoosh whoosh whoosh on my way inside. It felt just as good the second time.
“whoosh whoosh” is great…. takes me back to childhood immediately.
It was like, for those moments, all the pain was gone. It was so lovely.
i’m just back from a week on lake michigan, where i spent so many summers as a kid.
that sand went “whoosh whoosh” then, and it goes “whoosh whoosh”
now.
growing up on the beach in CA is ok. but the sand never goes “whoosh whoosh”, ever.
I love whooshing. Since I’ve never been a fan of the cooler weather, I think the leaves are the absolute best reason for Fall.