Let It Go

Unfortunately after 14 days worth of field notes, they were left unattended and put in the wrong hands. Having my field notes disappear I felt strongly discouraged having to start all over because I felt it wasn't going to be nearly as good as my first book of field notes, especially when the first book contained sincere and dedicated work, but after a bit I began to let it go. As I began to write in my new book of field notes I started to notice the color change on the leaves on my neighbor's tree, the howling winds from my tree and others, and the goose bumps creeping onto my body from the nighttime breeze, "The virus of fall is slowly contaminating what surrounds me, and even myself." Field notes 10/7.

Michelle Santos's photograph
 

That night it hit me, fall is getting closer and closer, meaning no more summer romances, dashing through the crisp sand, or basking in the sun. For many of us, including myself, it's hard to breakup with the strong and memorable relationship that's been created with summer, and move on so quickly, but as I let go of my lost field notes, I realized I had to let go of my summer love and look forward to the new creations of fall that I've already begun to fall in love with, and as for my lost field notes I realized it was an opportunity to connect with nature on a deeper level, and maybe just maybe, my field notes are in the hands of someone who needed some soul searching, or some information on crickets.(somewhere along those lines)

It may be a bit too early, but I feel as though Mother Nature has already begun to teach me one of her simple, but life changing lessons, let go of the small bumps in life, move on, and look forward to the better things in life that are sure to come.