“The making of the far-famed New York Central Park was opposed by even good man, with misguided pluck, perseverance, and ingenuity, but straight right won its way, and now that park is appreciated. So we confidently believe it will be with our great national parks and forests reservations.”
– John Muir
When I worked in New York the city parks were my refuge from the crowds and noise. When I lived in Vancouver, Canada, Stanley Park was right outside my door. Here in Porto a walk along the Douro river to the ocean helps to balance the city energy.
But it’s on Saturday mornings when I go to the farmer’s market in the Parque da Cidade that I feel most at home walking on the dirt paths among the trees.
I’m a tree lover, a tree hugger, a true believer that trees can soak up our pain. I lean on them, I breathe in their oxygen, I dig in my roots, and I grow.