When Debbie and I realized that the temperature would exceed 70° F, we took the afternoon off this past Tuesday. It was a beautiful fall day. Living in the Chicagoland area, we were aware that this might be the last time for playing golf, while enjoying the warm weather.
We gathered our bags and drove 20 minutes to the Indian Boundary public golf course, which borders the Des Plaines River. It was a glorious day, and the trees displayed their magnificent colors. We walked, talked and took-in nature. How delightful!
In prehistoric times, southern Native Americans traveled on the Des Plaines River, and they met with northern tribes and traded with them for copper. At the 7th hole, I took a picture of a pond, which reflected back the clouds and the trees’ vibrant colors. I wondered: 7,000 years ago were the Indians as awestruck as I was by this scene?
Later, other tribes, including the Potawatomis, traversed the trails and waterways in this area, where they engaged in hunting, trapping, trading and war parties. My father unearthed evidence of their presence. As a child, he found–within a mile’s distance from the river–Indian arrowheads in a field,
As we drove home, Debbie and I both realized that this experience will soon become a fond—but distant—memory come January when the mercury drops and the cold northern winds blow through Chicago. This realization made us treasure the experience even more.
An ancient philosopher once said that the good life involves fulfilling ones spiritual, mental, social and physical needs. Connecting with nature and my life-partner on a glorious autumn afternoon is as good as it gets.
What do you do in the fall to renew your spirit?