WHEN I manage a day off, one of the places I like going to with Gabby is Ravenscraig Park.
They say dogs are dumb, but I doubt that.
The words ‘Ravenscraig Park’ and ‘squirrels’ send her rushing out to sit and wait at the car.
From the time we arrive until I eventually manage to get her back to the car, she runs and runs, chasing the squirrels who, thankfully, are too quick for her to catch.
She dashes in and out the trees and bushes, totally oblivious to the other dogs in the park, full of energy and life, and not a care in the world.
I also enjoy the time walking in the park.
Sometimes I go there with nothing on my mind and take in the beauty of the surroundings, particularly in the spring and autumn, when nature is at her best.
Other times, I may be preoccupied with something that I’m busy with at work, so it’s a good opportunity to have some time away and think things through.
It’s amazing how clearer things seem after a walk.
We always see people there – folks walking their dogs, the nearby nursery staff out with their pram charges, small groups of children with their teachers having a nature lesson.
I don’t know what goes on in the minds of the people I pass, but I do know life is a mixture for all of us.
We all experience times of joy and sadness, hope and disappointment, easy times and times of difficulty.
When circumstances change or new opportunities present themselves, we’re faced with making decisions, some easy, and that can take courage, for we don’t know how things will turn out.
I think of the leap of faith these squirrels take, jumping from tree to tree at great heights.
I’m useless at heights but know God is always around waiting to catch me if I fall.
That’s a good safety net to have.
Rev Wilma Cairns writes in the East Fife Mail