Kapok Park is one of those places I never seem to get tired of visiting. On this particular afternoon, I started my walk across the long boardwalk that winds through the marsh toward the observation deck.

I've always loved being outside.

Some of my earliest memories are of picking flowers and listening for frogs when I was just a tiny thing. I also remember going on nature walks with my grandma. We'd wander without any real destination, just enjoying whatever we found along the way. I don't remember feeling rushed. We simply noticed things—wildflowers, butterflies, birds, frogs, and whatever else happened to cross our path.