My Time in Nature
The times in which I observed nature were both night and day. Taking in the fact that the same earth can look, sound, smell, and feel so different with a simple twelve hour difference. Day is full of energy and movement. The sun is out, people are working, going places, and making things happen. It feels active and productive, with noise, light, and hustle. Night, on the other hand, is quiet and calm. The world slows down, the stars come out, and there’s a sense of peace. It’s a time to rest, reflect, or just enjoy the stillness that daytime doesn’t always allow. While there is such a great duality between the two times of day, there is the common threds between the two that I observed. Even in their busiest moments, both day and night have space for pause — for silence, reflection, and calm. Stillness doesn’t belong to one or the other. It’s tucked into both, if you know where to look.
In the Light of Day
I chose to turn one of walks that I take daily, into an opporunity to observe all that was around me. This was was simply taken within the streets of gorgerous Geneseo. Typically one of these walks is taken for physical activity and is brisk, rushed, and rapid meaning observation and nature is lost within. Music is usually blasting, thought are elsewhere, senses are turned off only to notice the hustle and bustle of others. This walk however, was taken on a Sunday afternoon, sun shining, ears free of headphones, senses turned on. The sights, the smells, the sounds or lack there of, and the feeling of cool sunny air on my skin. Much to take in. I noticed that much of the hustle and bustle of the day time is human made, the loud music, and lack of appreciation, the lingering stress in the air. Something that particularly caught my eye within this time spent in nature was the simple beauty of a patch of purple flowers, one may consider them weeds, others may consider them a sign of hope for their day. Stopping at the patch, I observed, took in the beauty, took a deep breath, and had a relization. This patch exists all of the time, day and night. What changes is the environment around it, darkness, humans sleeping, the stillness of the world, and the flowers stay put, watching it all happen. I was then inclined to observe the night as well. https://dh.sunygeneseoenglish.org/wp-content/uploads/sites/8/2025/04/E359A105-1754-41AD-9630-129E0B725A1D_1_105_c.jpeg
The Still of Night
The night is quiet, serene, full of reflection, and hope for the next day. This particular night held space for a fire outside with eight tired girls wanting to unwind and breathe after a day in the light. As the sun set, sky got darker, and the world more still, the minds of myself and my seven roomates also stilled. I took it in. The glow of the fire, bats above our heads, the occasional gust of wind through our hair, potent smell of fire we all love to hate. The whole world slowed down. However, it is not the world that slows down, it’s the humans in the earth that slow down. This observation of duality reminds me to stop, think, look, listen, breathe, no matter what time of the day it is. https://dh.sunygeneseoenglish.org/wp-content/uploads/sites/8/2025/04/IMG_1886-scaled.jpeg
Use of AI
In this blog post, I did use AI for the creation of the titles of my paragraphs. Something I would like to try next time would be to write the paragraph first and then ask AI to title the paragraph based on the content rather than asking it prior to the writing of the paragraph.
