Nature Journals I - Entry 2

This weekend, we experienced a winter storm that kept me inside most of the time. By the end of the weekend, I felt restless and disconnected, so I decided to take a walk around my neighborhood once the snow had settled. Stepping outside felt like entering a completely different world. Everything was covered in a layer of white snow, softening the usual sharp lines of houses, sidewalks, and streets. 

What stood out to me most was silence. There were no cars passing, no voices, and no familiar background noise. The only sound I could hear was the crunch of snow beneath my shoes as I walked. That quiet felt similar to what Edward Abbey describes in the opening chapters of Desert Solitaire, when he talks about solitude in the desert and how silence forces awareness. Although my environment was very different from Abbey’s desert landscape, the feeling of isolation and stillness was surprisingly similar. Reading Abbey made me more aware of how rare moments like this are. Abbey criticizes how modern life constantly fills space with noise and distraction, and during my walk, I realized how much I rely on those distractions. Without them, I became more aware of my breathing, my pace, and the environment around me. The cold air, the muted colors, and the absence of movement made the walk feel grounded rather than uncomfortable. This experience helped me understand Abbey’s point that solitude in nature does not have to be extreme to be meaningful. 

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  1. This is really a thoughtful post--thanks. I was impressed that you connected Abbey's silence in the desert to your ice-covered walk. Both are in contrast to our daily lives which are saturated with noise and distractions. Abbey wonders who we are when isolated from the constant clatter and clash around us. I appreciate your insight into Abbey's point that emptiness can be profoundly meaningful.

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