I love watching Animals in the woods around the train station, said woods probably being permitted to stand because (a) it would cost too much to clear them and (b) it cuts down on train noise. usually there are birds, often chipmunks-bunnies-groundhogs, occasionally little lizards (they like to hide in the metal lamp bases on the platform and come out between trains for sunning on the concrete), tortoises, blue herons in the marsh, beavers outside their lodge, and once even a real striped badger. seeing Animals and even Plants makes me really happy. I used to go hiking with a group just to see Plants and Birds and Rocks and Things but the ppl in the group (Columbia ppl) began to bug me after awhile, well ok let's be honest here most of them bugged me from just about the get-go. They hiked too damn fast for me to look at things. I don't poke along and take all day to do a mile, but I have a short stride and need to go slow on hills, and I don't get any relaxation out of marching down a trail at an aerobic pace. if i wanted to walk laps i'd go to a gym or mall.
plus, I had zilch in common with most of those ppl so hiking 5-8 miles in their company was rather a chore. it does seem like there's no fun, relaxing activity that can't be fucked up by turning it into a social gathering. I just read where women were now organizing "stitch-n-bitch" knitting circles to hang out together and kvetch while knitting. *rolls eyes* uhm, knitting and other needlework is what I do to get my mind OFF bitchy asswipes, i'll thank you all kindly not to ruin my simple pleasure for me.
speaking of the ruination of simple pleasures, or just people acting "simple" in general not in a Good way, i realize that Nature Appreciation From Zee Train does not compare to living out in the woods on no income smoking a ton of weed and attending beer party upon beer party, which is what many of the loser "nature people" i meet seem to enjoy. i'm just sorry they don't get drunk enough to dive off the nearest cliff or die in forest fires caused by their own wayward joints. yes, I'm thinking of specific losers here, it's a nice day so why don't you go DIE? All apologies to the Good people reading this but I have to remind myself that one can't stop liking all the badgers (or the entire Commonwealth of Virginia, or the entire region of Northeast Ohio, or rock n' roll) because you associate those things with a few stupid dickwads who messed 'em up for ya. Badgers have sufficient merit within themselves to transcend all assholiness. So do Guitar Solos, for that matter. :P
P.S. YEAH, YOU LOSER, DIE! DIE NOW!