There is a hike I do regularly in an OC wilderness park called Whiting Ranch. At the top of the climb, there is a place called four corners. I always stop there and take in the view.
And then I say a little prayer of gratitude, for the day, the weather, the place where I live and most of all, legs strong enough to make the climb and enjoy this view.
Two legs to take me up here (no matter how thin, thick, muscled, wrinkled or tan) is a thing I normally take for granted, but every once in a while, I think it’s important to just stop and appreciate them. And be grateful.